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Originally posted by sunnybunny
So I went to lunch with a friend and this totally hot Latin dude was sitting a foot away from me at the neighboring table and he made it very difficult to focus on conversation with the friend sitting across from me because he kept attracting my eyes like a shiny metal object. I hate when this happens. It makes me feel like a visceral bimbo.
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Like? The very essence of bimboism is visceral. Revel in it, Sunny. It's one of those distressing little signs of humanity you find so distatsteful in others. Call it perspective.
