Archie’s worst nightmare
Dear iPhone stranger named Archie, I sincerely apologize for causing your heart to unsafely palpitate, your brow to drip with fearful sweat, and your hands and lips to shake as though they were in the middle of a California-sized earthquake. I’m sure if I were a guy, and I got a random text from an unknown sender with the subject line My 17-week belly, and this picture attached: I’d probably be close to having a heart attack, or maybe even packing my bags in rapid succession, too. So, so very sorry. Sincerely, Pregnant Princess This afternoon I was engaged in an email conversation with a girlfriend of mine who has yet to see my oh-so-pregnant belly, and I was trying to describe to her the size of it. I equated it to the size of rancher, and then followed that up with predictions of being the size of a house […]
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