Uhhh...Melons...have you been drinking AT SCHOOL??? Reading all that made me tired. Couldn't be because we've been up late DIS'n every night for the last week.
So since YOU brought up thongs and the REV... Here is another funny story for you people.
August 4, 1998. My 25th birthday. Mark and I had been married for less than 3 months. We lived in Savannah. Right across the street from the church. And had a sunporch. Which is where our washer and dryer was housed. Along with a little kitchen table, because it wouldn't fit in the kitchen. Mark decided to throw me a surprise party. I get home from work, and there are all these people at our house for a party, woo hoo!! One of the people was the aforementioned reverend from the beaver sermon. (NO, NOT MarkyMark. The one he TALKED about.) He happened to be sitting at the little kitchen table on the sunporch. Which is where our washer and dryer was housed, did you get that?? He dropped his napkin or something. Bent down and came up with... a hot pink thong!!! I'm not sure who was (or should have been) most embarrassed about that. Me, because a preacher (not my husband) found my hot pink thong? Or him, because he (a preacher!!) picked up a young woman's hot pink thong? I think we all tried to pretend it didn't happen. (Did I mention that Mark's parents were also there? Yeah, it was really, really not funny at the time. I think my face was about the color of the thong.) But I told Mark to please not host any more surprise parties until he'd checked under the table to make sure no laundry had gotten dropped there!
And Melons, with all your lewd comments to my husband, that I so graciously ignore, you'd think you would be paying ME for...I don't know, something. So now I know if I ever need something sewn, I will NOT ask PolyMelonMom to do it!!! LY/MI!!!