The gene pool could use a little Chlorine.
So, I'm not as good at walking in heels as I used to be. Let me tell you, it's hard to drive a pick-up with a sticky clutch and disentegrating fuel line in three inch pumps. It's also hard to feel quite as sexy as you did getting ready when you're stepping out of said pick-up in front of the ritziest restaurant in town, onto the wet pavement while the light rain drizzles out any effort you took with your hair. I know I should look at myself as an Amazon, but it's hard when you're six inches taller and have at least fourty pounds on every other woman there. How come you never see fat people eating at high-class places? Hello? We LOVE food! The food was fantastic, but I have to admit that I felt like I was in the land of Lilliputions. I'm exaggerating, but you get my point.

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