Uh, Barefoot, that was me sitting right there beside you.
I had a couple of terrible burns though and that made me stop.
Although, then I took up slathering on that stuff -- what was it called??? I think it was Q-T. (I think somewhere in this thread -- where we have all been talking for nearly 3 years -- we did our Q-T confessions once before.)
I remember going to an amusement park on a date when I was 16. I had used that evil stuff the day before so I could be sure to appear so glamorous. I looked like I had rusted and I had not rusted evenly either. With that and my Cleopatra eyeliner and my teased hair, I was such a vision of loveliness.
Boomer
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