I Fell In Love with a She-Man
Well, not really a she-man, and not really in love, but I needed a catchy title…
Anyway, a random thought popped into my head today. I was thinking about a girl I liked in 5th grade named Erin. She was Cherokee Indian and already had a mustache you could weave a winter jacket out of. We played during recess and always shared a bag of Fritos Chili Cheese chips.
In retrospect, I probably just liked Erin because her facial hair made me think of boys. But I could really go for some chips right now. Mmmm…
Okay, not all of my love stories are epic, but that’s the story of when I fell in love with a she-man.
Or man-she. Whatever…
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Nathan…knowing you, I’m sure you liked her because she was caring (and sharing) and not because you were falling in love with a “shim”, hehe. Sure would love to see you “Munch a bunch”!….Joe
Or ban-she.
Or corn-chip-shee.
Umm….Fritos.
Awesome female moustache description! Made me choke on my Diet Mountain Dew!
And thanx for the reminder that it’s probably time to wax…….