In a world as big and confusuing as this, with so many horrible things happening right now, I suspect that I am the only one who cares that I stepped unawares in dog poop on Saturday and just recently discovered this fact as I sit here at my desk wearing the same shoes. Somehow my desk is situated just right to waft the scent straight to my face. Good times, good times!
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This calls for an emergency scrape-off in the bathroom; use a plastic spoon or knife. Or a paper clip.
I'm your MacGuyver, darling.
Sweetie, I solved my little problem moments ago..I frolicked and skipped in a field of grass while it rained, taking care to delicately skim the heel of my shoe across the glistening bladed surface. I was like a doe in springtime. I am cured!
Darling, you know you make me nervous when you frolic! Remember what happened when you frolicked [/fingerquotes] at the Trevi Fountain in your stilettos: I spent our Roman holiday fending off the reporters outside your hospital room.
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