Here is the original class pic...
Here is Quodlibet's choice:
Marns, really thought I was a tomboy, and picked a boy from my class & thought it was me:
Bluebird thought I was the hotty of the class (thanks Eric for the vote of confidence!):
And here is the correct one - and no, I did not dress myself. The macrame vest was courtesy of my aunt in NL:
Congrats to Skybar and March Hare who picked me out of the crowd!
6 comments:
Hello Tom davison,
but that boy is not the same boy I picked.
...I think I know the problem....a counting error. I will stick to my day job!!!
sheesh, I was wondering what was going on, as my EARS aren't as big as that!
Isn't captainfartlek like inventing the cure for cancer out of mold spores from the cat box and mildew taken from a garage sale or something? I thought she was like - you know - a super brain. I feel better knowing that counting is merely a formality.
I don't know that I am a super brain but I have been called a super star back in the day. I must have been in contact with the bloody fecal virus that made my ability to count worth shit!!!
Oh now that is funny. Maybe I only think so because I am a good girl and had my colon checked this week! I can't ever count worth a shit. Ask my husband - the checkbook! sheesh!
wuudya mean!!! I got it right!!! :)
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