I think I was talking to Justine when this story came out...and it wasn't until I verbalized it that I realized that I had a bizarre childhood.
As I child I really enjoyed sniffing certain chemicals. Like sharpies, rubber cement, nail polish remover...you know, the usual. One day my mom came into the bathroom and saw me sniffing something or other and she like FLIPPED because apparently that's not normal.
I wasn't trying to get high or anything. I just thought they smelled good.
Apparently this is not ok.
Which reminds me. Why weren't they marked with those neon green Mr. Yuck stickers? I never sniffed the bottles marked with Mr. Yuck. Cuz that meant they were yucky.
Thursday, February 08, 2007
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LOL!!!!
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