When was the last time a boy snapped your bra?
Today. But before that it was at rehearsal for "Huck Finn" in eighth grade. Elijah Chhum was my boyfriend at the time, and he protected me from the sweaty, cheetos-stained perpetrator after the incident as I blushed uncontrollably backstage, feeling truly violated. Today there was no blushing, no violation, just a Mexican guy, washing dishes, and giggling like an eighth grader.
posted by elle elle @ 10:04 PM
3 Comments:
#1. I don't ever recall any boy snapping my bra... I don't think I was ever friendly enough for that kind of flirtation station business. #2. Who snapped your bra in grade number 8? #3. When you and Elijah were dating did you kiss? #4. What are your plans for Friday?
#1 Boys were intimidated by your unearthly beauty. #2 Jess Noe: younger than us, longish red hair, portly, liked Cheetos, don't know if you remember him. #3 We hugged a lot but no kissing #4 I might go to Milwaukee with my dad and brother, why?
because erin and I are gonna get down all saucy and sassy with a box of wine. location: probably the kitchen, and then as the mood sets in we may move into the living room and get our dance on.
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