old hag's lookin' at the goodies.

so yesterday i went to the gym.

i know. it's quite the shock to hear i go to the gym.
but indeed, i do.
and at the gym i go to work out at, there are a lot of old foreign ladies, who must be fresh off the boat.
'cause they just don't get it.
if im standing there, half naked, i don't want them there, peeking at me.
it's a little awkward as i'm trying to hold a towel around my bottom half, so no one sees my cooter, and i'm also trying to change from a sports bra, into my legit bra.
the truth of the matter is, something is going to show.
and it's not gonna be pretty.
but still.
these old ladies, stand there, stop dead in their tracks, and watch me try and fail, at covering up my junk.

this makes me ask myself the question:
why do old ladies like looking at my goodies?

i've come up with two answers:

1) they're bisexual/lesbian perverts that prey on little girls.

2) i'm krisi howson, and i'm fucking sexy.

i like my second option.
& this makes me think,
if old ladies like looking at me because i'm so hot,
i must be chuck norris's sister.
why?
because no one can resist me.

(the second part of this post is highly sarcastic. i'm not attractive at all, and i'm not chuck norris's sister. however; that'd be the shit if i actually was all that and a bag of potato chips.)

(but old ladies really do stare at me.)

smellyalata,

krisi :)


p.s.
i'm not dead from the toxic substance that went into my cut. i know. be happy god damn it.