Several days ago, I did a post alleging that God hates motorcycles.
Today, at the ripe young age of 39 (+ 11), I have a zit the size of Rhode Island on my forehead. Seriously, this thing should have it's own zip code. It's the kind of zit that's so big, it gives you a headache. It's the kind of zit that is so big that my loving family felt compelled to sweetly refer to it as my third eye all day today.
Coincidence? I think not.
I was buying the 39---I needed two readings to catch the ( )
ReplyDeleteI was older than that when my chest started breaking out, like 3D polka dots.
think bangs.....
Ha Ha, the god Harley has smote you for your blasphemous talk. :)
ReplyDeleteA large pimple is a fairly minor consequence for hubris, it could have been much worse ;-)
ReplyDeleteI think not too Laurie, you need to undertake some serious penance before more bad things happen to you.
ReplyDeleteLorna - Hopefully, it'll be gone before my next haircut.
ReplyDeleteCindy - I've been smoted.
Susan - True, it could always be worse.
Peter - I wonder what motorcycle penance would entail. Sounds pretty scary.
Big Ernie likes motorcycles, really, but he hats zits. So you are actually down two.
ReplyDeleteOld Horsetail - A hat! Yes! Your Freudian slip has solved my forehead pimple problem. God works in mysterious ways.
ReplyDelete39? You are a mere child.
ReplyDeleteI think you should post a picture.
Miss C - You were deliberately deceived. That would be 39 + 11.
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Well, that puts you in MY age group! Duh, I'm blonde, ya know (grey underneath).
ReplyDeleteMiss C - :)
ReplyDeleteWe did the "pimple dance" at work.
ReplyDeletePokerboss - If the whole Harley dealership was doing the "pimple dance", it's no wonder I had a pox upon me.
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