Reality as interpreted in the wet, wild & whimsical world of Margaux F. Castaway
When I was 17 I had a dear friend named Jeremy who coined the title phrase.
Who would have known that 16 years later it would still make me laugh?? Not me.
Today I am nostalgic, remembering that in my early adulthood I had many actual male “friends”. They taught me so much about the male psyche, priceless information, really.
The uptight, annoying, traditional straight woman you all know around the office, orifice, would kill for these secrets… Read the rest of this entry »
