I was making fun of a co-worker this morning for having something from a company called Model in a Bottle Inc. delivered to the office.
And then the mailman showed up with my Frederick’s of Hollywood package.
I still contend that mine is less embarrassing.
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Hers was probably wine or liquor… something strong enough to make anyone she looks at look like a model.
I think it’s sooooo interesting that you went with her needing everyone ELSE to look like a model, because of course I figured it was her self-tanner or diet pills.
You’re too nice.
Eh, I’m just a contrarian.
Did you then have “Model in a Bottle” (to the tune of “Genie in a Bottle”) in your head for the rest of the day? Because it’s in my head right now.
Gotta rub me the right way.
Dude, it’s a toss-up.
Perhaps the moral of the story is that it’s totally fine to want to look like a hooker and absolutely wrong to want to look like a model? I’m all for Fredie’s, by the way.
(sometimes I take a leap of humor – sorry if this offends)