A combination LIQUOR STORE/KNIFE SHOP. Plus, PLUS they sell lingerie! That's right: you can pick up a fifth of Jack Daniels, a hunting knife and a new thong for the weekend, all at one store. Why on earth would you need to shop anywhere else?? In other, completely (?) unrelated news, my wedding dress came today and I am TERRIFIED to even open the box. Can't do it.
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ok... how do YOU know they sell lingerie????? Huh? I see know where on the signs that they sell such a thing. Which only leads my to believe you have been inside this liquor, knife, jewelry... lingerie store. Heh???
No no no!! A friend and co-worker works there one night a week. And also, they sell um, sex-toys. It has to be the world's funniest "department store."
ooops, you've been caught.
So the box just sits there and you stare at it. You can't ignore it, it is there begging you --"open, open, open".
You must be at work.
Take it home, go to your bedroom, all alone and open it. You don't want anyone anywhere to see it till you have looked and had time to love it.
I mean learn to love it, or fall in love with it immediately.
In another completely unrelated happening------. I sent your blogs to my friend ( friend forever) who lives in Oregon, so she may be commenting sometimes. So if you wonder who she is, its Bonnie. Welcome, BJ.
Mom, are you sure you want to do that?? Then she'll know the truth about your daughters. You can tell her I'm adopted if ya want, I'll understand. :)
You ARE adopted...
Thanks sis. That makes ME feel better, too. :)
Girl, you need to go open that box and put on that dress and twirl in front of a mirror RIGHT NOW. Find a flower to tuck behind your ear while you're at it.
I have ordered it, and so it shall be done.
(How awesome would it be if that actually *worked*?)
I think it sounds like a great place to get the lingerie to go UNDER that dress that you are too chicken to look at.
Sooooooooooo, have you looked at the dress by now (Thursday)?
Do you dislike it, like it, love it?
Tell us, tell us !
You can't get guns and ammo there through...
ummm Open the damn box and take a picture of it.
Ah, the Northern Idaho of my memories...! However, inland from the Northern Oregon Coast we had a gas store/gun store/porn store/martial arts paraphenelia store... Out in nowheresville. Perhaps this is an American tradition?!?
hahahahaha i freakin love it!
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