I’m straight after all!

Kidding!  April Fools’!

Never was, ever! Much to the consternation of my parents, and maybe even one or two would-be (guy) sweeties in high school, whose identities were only revealed to me years later by my sister, to whom they confessed their love-lorneness.  Who knew. 

And before we go, I can’t help but leave you with this, sent around to friends this time of year by my chum (and regular LD commenter) Ann Z:

 

the chocolate bunny's dilemma

3 thoughts on “I’m straight after all!”

  1. I have that chocolate bunny picture on a t-shirt. And it cracks me up every time I look at it. It bums me out that I can only wear it for a couple weeks a year (not to the exclusion of all other shirts, but as part of my possible non-working wardrobe, you know…never mind). At least my sense of humor hasn’t sunk completely to the level of the riddles printed on popsicle sticks. (and now I will have the phrase, “My butt hurts!” running through my head for the rest of the evening)

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