When I was younger, we had a neighbor, Edith, who had a dog that walked like this. Edith wore tape between her eyebrows to train her wrinkles not to form there. Poor Edith never had the benefit of the invention of Botox. She also collected cans of food for the apocalypse or something and they bulged and eventually exploded with botulism in her garage. Shed slather up on the cold cream, put on orange lipstick in the vicinity of her lips and come over to try to flirt with my grandfather, Pom Pom, when she saw his car. A.... Edith memories.
Posted on: Mon, 13 Oct 2014 03:20:16 +0000
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