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I know it's nasty, but sometimes I'm impressed by what my burps sound like. And that right up there is what I imagine one of them (like the one I just had courtesy of my beer) would look like. I actually used to be even more dainty and prissy (close personal friend of stuck up) than I am right now. I KNOW!! SHOCKING!! I actually didn't burp without covering my mouth (thanks for those manners, Mom!) or with my mouth open and without saying excuse me, until I got to college and started living in dorms with a bunch of women. Some of them (the guilty shall remain nameless... CC!!) grew up with only a brother. It actually may not have even been her. It was probably her roommate. Much more likely candidate. But regardless, that's when I started to burp it out. Now, when I go in public I do rock the ladylike and cover my mouth and say excuse me very daintily, but I like to shock my dates by burping awfully. Just because it's funny. I can't help it.


*I'm starting to think this day may be punctuated by several meaningless posts but who knows. I have to wash my hair and I really don't feel like it. Anyone want to come do it for me? PROJECT RUNWAY TONIGHT!!