Well, well, well, the student is now the teacher. After yet another sweaty, stinky spinning class at ye old gym, who did I find walking around san bottoms in the ladies locker room? None other than my archnemisis, the gauffer. Apparently, she internalized the reaction she gave to my shirtcocking and processed, journaled and sweat through it. She knows. Oh, yes. She knows. And she likes it. She even moved past shirtcocking and straight on to nude with flip flops. I don't know if I would have suggested moving so fast, personally, but whatever. And she did a little prancing around the locker room. I won't go into detail, I promise you're not missing anything soft core. Congratulations, Ms. Prude.

What a hyprocrytical, shirtcocking whore! Glass houses, Gauffer, glass houses.
Posted by: Rebecca Brown | September 28, 2005 at 12:04 AM
Hope you smirked and made a snide comment to her!
Posted by: MetroDad | September 28, 2005 at 09:52 AM
yes, my dear bloggers. the dues have been paid. i every-so-unpolitely gauffed at her flip-flop nudity and said "probably a republican."
Posted by: crazyvirgo | September 30, 2005 at 02:01 PM