Predictably, I was compelled to remove the "Spa Therapy For Toes!" from the package. After all, they are as seen on TV.
As if I even have to tell you what came next.
So this, dear reader, is how it goes. I start off cleaning my office, but end up arranging a photo of my toes encased in blue plastic gel splayed out before a couple of menacing denizens of Casa O'Brien.
Kids, don't try this at home.
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5 comments:
@Erin-
Just don't make the mistake of thinking these events were random...There are no coincidences...
MR
I assume you got those via last years Christmas party gift exchange at the OoEO'B.
A Holiday Party at the OoEO? It's an idea, although it might end up being just me and a can of Carling's Black Label.
I might be able to coax the Goat to bring some cheese dip. Hm.
Upon further review of this post, I am really silly.
Upon even further review, you have cute feet.
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