Tuesday, February 10, 2009
I ALWAYS GO LIKE A WEEK WITH JUST BARE PLASTIC AGAINST MY UNDERARMS BEFORE I BREAK DOWN AND CONFESS THAT IT'S OVER.
Today I bought a new stick, and as I was making my purchase the cashier leaned across the counter and in a confidential tone she said referring to the deodorant, "That's my personal favorite."
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