It was cactus boy toy from the desert region that had her running all around creation looking for the elusive manhole pin that did her in.
He was at the event, even though he never left his easy chair, he was there.
Living through her he was able to lanyard surf, trade pins you name it, I thought it was a bit much though when they were talking, and he had to go to the bathroom so she took the cell phone into the men's room. Me thinks she took the proxy thing a bit too far, but who am I to judge. I take people on rides through cell proxy all the time.
I am to blame for making her spew things through her nose, as I always do; I pushed the moderating envelope yet again. (Ask her about the pubes incident that I was never to mention to you)
Did I say that out loud?
As to the black and blue marks, tell her not to try to trade lanyard pins with the people on strike at the resorts
Yes they had lanyards but they were all union pins. I have to admit she proved once again that when she wants a pin she will get it, I never saw anybody take a picket sign away from a striker and refuse to return it unless they traded a pin.