Fashion ramblings

My reticence to criticize is well-known, but on occasion I feel duty bound to comment. For instance, on the bus yesterday a young woman had her mini-mini skirt half-way to third base coming within a hair (so to speak) of exposing her most private nether regions. This may be “fashion,” but in my day, it…

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Kiss the cobra

Opting out of the rafting and a tribal overnight, we headed for the snake farm to observe the vipers, asps, cobras and other creepy crawlies being gaily fondled and petted. As I suspected, volunteers were soon requested to kiss the cobra. Yeah right! My partner jokingly (I think) attempted to raise my hand. A sole…

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