KimberlyAnn wrote:If my body were a dryer, my belly button would be its sorry, broken lint trap. I've often heard of folks finding lint in their belly buttons, but never have I found so much as a scintilla of it in mine, much to my disappointment.
Perhaps it's furry man-bellies that trap lint the best? Tummy hair grabs the lint and shuffles it into the belly button where it is held hostage until one has the satisfaction of discovering it. Yes, that must be it.
And I thought the only benefit to being a man was peeing standing up!
KA
Kim, do you have an inny or an outy?
I think it would be morally right to lie about your religion to edit the article favorably. bcspace