Sunday, November 11, 2007

NaBloPoMo 11: Forward to the Past

I'm heading to a class reunion today. I'll be seeing "kids" I haven't seen since I turned 13.

For the record, I did not reach puberty until I was 14. And I didn't become fully grown until I was 15.

This means that today, a lot of people will be seeing me who haven't seen me since I looked like a lanky 12-year-old.

I'm sure it will be fine. I mean, space/time continua being what they are, I'm fairly certain some of the other girls blossomed and put forth secondary sex characteristics, and now, like me, are watching these blossoms over-ripen and head for the compost pile.

So I'm sure it will be fine. After all, we're adults. And no one will stare, or point, or anything immature like that.

But if they do? I'm planning on smothering them with my GIANT BREASTS.


  1. Great plan! And you're brave - I'm waiting until the 50th reunion, when we all look old and slightly misshapen.


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