Gosh, I'd forgotten all about that one! I was only a little slip of a high school girl then, but getting into that silver lame sheath for the dusting-by-the-stove routine still really sucked. Who did they have in mind when they made it, a freaking midget? I had welts for days afterward. And all that crap they put on my hair to make it into that big shiny sugarloaf, yeesh. But the director had such *amazing* drugs that none of us girls cared. And thankfully, the filthy bugger only wanted to plug the blonde. More drugs for the rest of us, yippee!
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Gosh, I'd forgotten all about that one! I was only a little slip of a high school girl then, but getting into that silver lame sheath for the dusting-by-the-stove routine still really sucked. Who did they have in mind when they made it, a freaking midget? I had welts for days afterward. And all that crap they put on my hair to make it into that big shiny sugarloaf, yeesh. But the director had such *amazing* drugs that none of us girls cared. And thankfully, the filthy bugger only wanted to plug the blonde. More drugs for the rest of us, yippee!
Those were the days.
These are your formative experiances Constance,you arn't allowed to forget.
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