Thoughts of some recently posted posterior pic's kept me toasty all the way to work this morning. The actual temp was minus 19.
Tight reminded me of the things we do when no one is around. When I am alone and the phone rings I say (while rolling my eyes)(and no one can see that...HA) "What fresh hell is this" in my best Tallulah Bankhead voice.
Had another showing today. Thanks for all the good thoughts.