I prefer the the more generic definition of "cunning".
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I am pretty smart for a blonde
So am I. But they never make jokes about blonde *men*.
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It was a bit haunting, though, how much he didn't MIND wearing them!
I'm not even going to touch that.... I had a friend who didn't mind wearing his W's clothing. He turned out to not be of the heterosexual persuasion and they divorced. How would that be for a woman's psyche? His mom used to pay him a quarter to shave her legs, when he was kid (or at least I think he was still a kid... ) Sorry for the nightmares.
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I have no issues w/men's shaved legs, or chests (in case you're wondering).
I wasn't. But thanks for sharing! My W would complain, "How come your legs are smoother than mine? It's not fair." I swore I'd never shave them, but as I got better as cyclist, the peer pressure became too much. Never underestimate the power of peer pressure.
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how it looks like he could have waxed his eyebrows
See previous paragraph about shaving mom's legs above. LOL
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You are, seriously, missing the party of a lifetime
And I love a party... Srsly, I'll check it out.
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Sorry about the walk-in. NOT GOOD. Did you hurl?
No. I said," What's going on here?", rhetorically. Everything just stopped. Like time had frozen. Just the sound of the wind and a dog barking far off. A tumbleweed rolled though the living room. I never did get an answer, just the panicked look of two people in sheer terror. After what seemed like a millennium, I said," <censored> this!." And walked out.
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Bad night, huh? Was just talking about when I run, the faucets turn on in the last half mile stretch. Not sure why. Maybe I'll just stop running at that point, and dance like a maniac in the street instead? Hey, it's a thought. Hope you replace the bad w/the good, too.
I had something to eat and I'm feeling better. I think the crying is the endorphins kicking in. Maybe you are just happy to be almost done running. I would cry for joy at that, since I'm not a runner. And what do you mean *like* a maniac.....
I had a friend who didn't mind wearing his W's clothing. He turned out to not be of the heterosexual persuasion and they divorced. How would that be for a woman's psyche? His mom used to pay him a quarter to shave her legs, when he was kid (or at least I think he was still a kid... 
My W would complain, "How come your legs are smoother than mine? It's not fair." I swore I'd never shave them, but as I got better as cyclist, the peer pressure became too much. Never underestimate the power of peer pressure.
