We were listening to the radio on the way to Tae Kwon Do tonight (why is it that they listen to the commercials and I tune them out?) when Basia said, "Mom, I think they want you to go to that club naked."
Now, that seems almost possible. I can't believe some of the radio ads for clubs around here. I tried to rack my brain for what she might have heard. "What?'' I asked her.
"They said, "no cover.""
Ahh, thank goodness it was one I could explain delicately.
Friday, September 18, 2009
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