Friday Confessions.

Hello. We’re Special Guest Bloggers this Friday. We’re Liz’s boobs, and we’ve hijacked Friday Confessions, because she’s too busy with the first season of Veronica Mars and the fallout from our merry havoc to worry overly much about what’s going on with us.

Yes, we know. Boobs can’t type effectively. We’ve commandeered the fingers, because Liz isn’t minding them. Again with the Veronica Mars.

Okay. you know her favourite jacket? The Chinese 1980’s-era standard-issue one that makes her feel like Jet Li, except she’s a girl?

Yeah. We totally wrecked the zipper on that jacket. What with her running for buses and whatnot, we just shook that jacket until the zipper cried ‘uncle’.

What? We had to! It did nothing for us! That jacket had us sequestered like a couple of fifty-year-old Spanish nuns in Andalusia. No one saw us! Ever!

So we broke out. We split the zipper, and not attractively. No cleavage-enhancing here. We were playing hardball. The split went south to gape across her stomach-which she hates!

Now she’s ass-deep in pins and needles and a new zipper. But it’ll take her a while. We’re free for now. Mwahaha!

So who else stepped up or out this week?

7 Comments to “Friday Confessions.”

  1. By stephanie, March 28, 2008 @ 10:52 am

    It’s my last day at work today and I’m getting bombed tonight. Tomorrow I will hurt so good.

  2. By Arwen, March 28, 2008 @ 12:22 pm

    My lunch break is now more like a lunch haitus. BACK TO WORK, GIRL!

  3. By rachel, March 28, 2008 @ 4:02 pm

    Trying to imagine what it must be like to have sentient boobs…
    Okay, ANY boobs. HAPPY NOW!?
    I confess to having wasted a lot of time reading this blog today:
    What particularly interests me is that while it’s supposedly revealing unseen white assumptions, it’s making several other assumptions without addressing them: white people are apparently also liberal, upper middle class, and American. Which is not to say it isn’t funny. But still.

  4. By cheesefairy, March 28, 2008 @ 7:33 pm

    I totally forgive your breasts. They are so spunky! I have nothing to confess. NOTHING.

  5. By Liz, March 28, 2008 @ 9:29 pm

    Go Stephanie! It’s 10:30pm your time (I think) and I hope you are having an awesome time!

    Arwen I’m cracking the whip!

    Rachel, funny site! And as for my sentient boobs, I didn’t know they were until they laid the beats to my jacket.

    Cheesefairy, my breasts are like teenagers it seems. All this disobedience and wanton destruction. I may have to send them to Outward Bound or something and teach them some respect.

  6. By sarah, March 29, 2008 @ 5:56 am

    Send me the boobs. I’m teaching grade seven and eights all day. They’ll come home with a good understanding of the Grace of God. And I’d love to borrow them (I should really work on that whole coveting thing).

    I confess that I am probably entirely too perky for this early on a Saturday morning when I have to spend the day with teenagers, but I got EIGHT HOURS of sleep last night!

  7. By elswhere, March 29, 2008 @ 8:39 am

    I confess that I participated in a transportative comedy of errors yesterday evening, in which I drove across town twice, with child in tow, to try to pick up my spouse from work, and in between she sat out in the rain for half an hour waiting for either us or a bus. All because I didn’t have my cell phone. Or a clue of where she might be waiting.

    Somewhere, Al Gore is weeping. (and I wasn’t too far from it myself.)

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