Bionic hair? Check. Snazzy neckerchief? Check. Rib-crushing, diaphragm-constricting leather belt for my sleek new body-hugging cardigan? Ch . . . ~gasp~ . . . can’t . . . inhale . . . ~thud~
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if only the scarf was apricot!
Nothing says manly like an ascot and a cardigan two sizes too small…..gggrrrrrrooowwwlllll. How very sexy rexy.
I just bought your book, and I swear I have never laughed harder! Rock on, Debbie!
I’ve never strangled anyone with an ascot! I haven’t! I don’t own any axes either! I am not a serial killer! I’m not! Not! Am NOT!
I have never laughed so hard in my damn life since finding this website.