tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6740538823923443635.post1352010481182868079..comments2023-11-03T01:28:44.624-07:00Comments on My Masonic Apron: My HoodieMr. Apronhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00176310548094283074noreply@blogger.comBlogger7125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6740538823923443635.post-8249980784031744132010-02-24T20:59:48.182-08:002010-02-24T20:59:48.182-08:00I wear a hoodie when I am bloated or trying to hid...I wear a hoodie when I am bloated or trying to hide "fatness". I have been on a diet since january and have stuck to it. I am more than willing to let my hoodie stay in the closet while I show off my less curvy body. <br /><br />(although I do use my front pocket to hide my guineapig when I bring her to work. shhhhhh)Millie-janehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15238943694458196338noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6740538823923443635.post-2348177332960618322010-02-24T19:21:35.344-08:002010-02-24T19:21:35.344-08:00Laurie--
Look up Philadelphia-area singer/songwri...Laurie--<br /><br />Look up Philadelphia-area singer/songwriter Deirdre Flint's song, "The Boob Fairy."<br /><br />And I'll send up a prayer to her for you, too.Mr. Apronhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00176310548094283074noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6740538823923443635.post-74517929984026716372010-02-24T13:53:19.419-08:002010-02-24T13:53:19.419-08:00My best friend wore her school jacket every day of...My best friend wore her school jacket every day of third grade. Although it wasn't because she was unreasonably attached. She grew boobs that year and was embarrassed. Dumb ass. I'm twenty nine and still waiting for them to come in.<br /><br />We live in Florida, so it's a little more impressive than it sounds.Lauriehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16607255437403101122noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6740538823923443635.post-48003781194663386102010-02-24T13:48:05.709-08:002010-02-24T13:48:05.709-08:00This asshole is currently wearing a hoodie. How t...This asshole is currently wearing a hoodie. How timely!Collhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14152529375121423592noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6740538823923443635.post-52042084320210424692010-02-24T08:51:04.028-08:002010-02-24T08:51:04.028-08:00There is nothing wrong with being obsessive compul...There is nothing wrong with being obsessive compulsive. Sometimes its quite nice. For instance, I'm very easy to feed since I do the same thing only with food items. I spent about a year eating pretty much nothing but macaroni and cheese with balsamic vinegar, once. But I made up for the lack of nutrition by following up with a black bean and spinach obsession.Megshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14816741133777543843noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6740538823923443635.post-20829538895754935492010-02-24T08:34:53.890-08:002010-02-24T08:34:53.890-08:00Oh, S.A.S.-- I still have my quilty piece. It res...Oh, S.A.S.-- I still have my quilty piece. It resides in an eyeglasses case, comfortably held all day and night by a neon green-colored pipe-cleaner man made by my wife.<br /><br />Just don't tell my father.Mr. Apronhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00176310548094283074noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6740538823923443635.post-87247335474216238552010-02-24T06:52:28.119-08:002010-02-24T06:52:28.119-08:00It's really too bad that you don't have yo...It's really too bad that you don't have your quilty piece because you could have sewn it onto the hoodie. That would be like worlds colliding but maybe in a good way. <br /><br />And I totally prefer a hoodie over a jacket. It just seems more versatile. :)Sara Strandhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02641499434694637445noreply@blogger.com