Strike A Pose

You know how we ate at The Pie while on vacation? Well, as we were leaving the establishment, Steve told me to go over and stand and let him take a picture of me. Which I thought was a little strange. For one thing, anyone who touches my camera-including Steve-gets in big fat juicy drop pop trouble. So it was brave of him to take the camera out of my hand in the first place. But I had just made a comment earlier, upon entering the establishment, when the pizza delivery dude took our picture about "Oh, wow! I actually get to be in one of our pictures". So I thought, well maybe he just wants me to be in a picture. And then I thought, maybe he just wants a picture of me in front of The Pie because we have happy courting memories there. So I went over to where he was motioning for me to stand. I was posing but I felt very self-conscience and it was taking him forever to take the picture because kids were in the way and everything. So in my uncomfortable state, I did what came naturally. Which is act a fool. That's when he snapped the picture. I was like, don't you want a normal picture? And he said, no. I gotta good one.

Happy courting memories my booty. I got home and downloaded the pictures and it was then that it became very clear to me exactly why he wanted a picture of me in that there spot. Oh. I'll show him "Individualized Hormone Replacement". I'll replace it right up his....