Like the Victorian gentlemen to the left, I too am feeling like a sexy bitch.
Why?
Because in the eternal struggle of Man vs. Pants, I have achieved victory!
Victory!
She is mine! And she is tasty! Like vanilla ice cream licked off the gently heaving bosoms of a virgin school marm.
In other words, today, I finally found pants that fit. Chinos too, which I love, cause they don't make me feel like I'm wearing a box on my ass.
If this is any indication of how well my weekend is going to go, I should totally fly to Las Vegas and bet everything on black.
Cause if Katy Perry can win in Vegas, anyone can.
Still alive and feelin' sexxxy! - G.
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