the boundary lines have fallen for me in pleasant places
Monday, December 7, 2009
lite beer (for ellen)
(Julie's doctor told her this joke once in the context of a discussion about limiting carbs, upon Julie's protest that lite beer is NOT one of the solutions. Julie's doctor is a grey-haired grandmother with glasses hanging from a chain, so I feel confident that you can handle it.)
What do lite beer and sex in a canoe have in common?