or is that PEE-EEW?!? lois' friend, lily, is here and redoing her nails. ugh! i don't know how you can put up with that nauseating odor for more than a few seconds...
lily is one of lois' good friend's who started out as her manicurist...left the industry...but still comes over a couple times a month to do her nails. however, i'm usually not around when she gets here; i remember why now.
ever hear people who try to outdo each other when they talk about how poor they grew up? well, lois has a friend who used to compete with her, saying, "When I was little, we were so poor..." you know what i mean. well, that friend (nor lois) have nothing on lily. she has horror stories of growing up destitute in communist Romania that will just elicit anyone to say, "Okay, you win. You grew up WAY poorer than I."
i din't grow up poor, i just had parents that wouldn't spend any money...and we would have been foolish to ask ;)
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