At the last newspaper where I worked as a reporter, a very cute young woman had the desk next to mine. I absolutely adored her, except for the fact that the publisher was always calling her into his office to tell her what a great job she was doing.
She did an O.K. job, but my work was much better and I never got a pat on the back. Of course, she wore very short skirts, and did I mention she was young and cute? Super cute?
She also had a friend who was super cute. Cute Young Reporter and I usually ate lunch together, and one day she told me an interesting story about her super cute friend, Boobs McGee.
It seems that Boobs suddenly had a lot of spending money. She was tossing dough around like she was an Italian woman making a pizza crust. C. Y. Reporter said nobody could figure out where Boobs was getting her spending money.
But then Boobs' daddy found out. PASTOR McGee demanded that his little girl give up her lucrative business. She did, and I hope that by then, she had enough money to buy sexy lingerie for the rest of her life.
Infinities of love,
Janie Junebug
Tomorrow! Please be here for our final weekly post on love and intimacy. Our guest postess is Jaya J of Pickles n' Tickles.
My philosophy? If you've got it, flaunt it! (I never had "it" or the nerve). Take the (their) money and run!
ReplyDeleteBeth, I had "it" before there was such a thing as an Internet. It's too late for me now.
ReplyDeleteIt's so sad to hear about someone squelching the lucrative enterprises of a cute young enterpreneur!
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ReplyDeleteI feel so sorry for girls whose fathers are pastors, fishducky.
ReplyDeleteShe wasn't hurting anybody, breaking any laws, and brining in good $$. I have no problem with anyone making an honest living. Heck, if I thought people would pay to see me...well they wouldn't (unless freak cams came into style) so I guess I won't go there. :)
ReplyDeleteROFLMAO. This whole post--from the tossing dough reference, to the affording lingerie line--is epic. EPIC! :0) Thanks for being so awesome.
ReplyDeletelol it's always the pastors daughter. Holy crap I'm a pastors daughter. I'm missing out on some serious cash!
ReplyDeleteRick, If someone paid to look at me, then I would think something was wrong with that person.
ReplyDeleteElisa, Thank you! Glad you enjoyed it.
Melynda, Set up your webcam and get undressed. Hurry!
Pastors daughters are crazy...probably why I married one
ReplyDeleteCongratulations, G!
ReplyDeletePastor's daughter?! Oh wow. Well, um, 'kay. I suppose she needed to shed that sheltered lifestyle, so to speak.
ReplyDeleteFrisky, You are not merely frisky. You are clever.
ReplyDeleteThank God I was not a PK. Daddy woulda had his hands full.
ReplyDeleteI had a friend who went home for Christmas break during our first year of college. She was out shopping with a friend buying clothes. When it came time to pay, her friend paid for the sweater with $1s and $5s. She made a crack about her working downtown (table top) while she'd been away at college.
ReplyDeleteIt was hysterically funny when her friend said "Yip. But I go outside of town so I don't run into any of my father's friends."
We used to call 'em PKs, for "preacher's kid", and they needed a little rebellion more than most of us. Let's hope Boobs' kids never find the pics of Mommy dearest on the Internet. Oh, and BTW, a gal who used to live down the street from us? Her sister's given name, honest to goodness, was Booby. (Only in Georgia!)
ReplyDeleteBoomer, I'm sure he would have.
ReplyDeleteJuli, I was a switchboard operator at a department store when I started college. I was in the wrong line of work.
Susan, Booby? Booby? Did she change it later, or was she Booby forever?
if she was comfortable with it, then it's all good i suppose. of course Pastor daddy wasnt too happy. hahaha.
ReplyDeletei used to know a person whose dad was a preacher - she was rebellious too.
I had a school friend who was a vicars daughter, we used to site next to each other in one lesson. But she was new to our area and had no mates so I agreed to go to the church disco with her.
ReplyDeleteHmmm.
She turned out to be pretty wild.