It's my 100th post. That's all?
I sat in a room while watching my family's feet being molested by unknown strangers today. All of them were cringing every few minutes. I could tell they were in pain but I don't understand why they still go there to get their feet massaged. My housekeeper said that foot massages are addictive. Once you've tried it a few times, you get hooked so it's harder to break the chain.
I sat in a room while watching my family's feet being molested by unknown strangers today. All of them were cringing every few minutes. I could tell they were in pain but I don't understand why they still go there to get their feet massaged. My housekeeper said that foot massages are addictive. Once you've tried it a few times, you get hooked so it's harder to break the chain.
I tried it once but the soles of my feet were having such a terrible fit that I started laughing. There's a very logical explanation for that. I don't like people touching my feet. Period.
Shu Lynn just sent me this picture 5 minutes ago. It's from Sports Day. Credits to Danielle.
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