May 2013
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April 2013
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March 2013
2 posts
Just last week I happened to be awake at 3 am and heard “go away, stop it” from outside my apartment window. Of course I was worried and wound up going outside with my cell phone and my pocket knife (the cell phone so I could pretend I was on it). I found a woman across…
February 2013
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November 2012
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July 2012
77 posts
Everytime I get around my extended family, at some point in all of our many conversations, the topic o fmy nails comes up. Which is great! But then
Oh lord, but then
THEY ASK ME IF I DO FEET! I know that question is expected. I do nails, so they assume i do feet too, but idk. I never really realized how much feet are kinda gross sometimes. Like the other day, i was watching Love and Hip Hop Atlanta (yes I was, don’t hate) and Erica was freakin massaging Lil Scrappy’s feet. I ALMOST DIED.
Like, hey, i’ll paint your toesies, but i aint bout to massage and scrub them. not yet….
*shudder*
I know I am not the only one who feels this way.