Friday, March 3, 2017

When a woman enters the wax room and she is apologizing profusely for her prolonged absence from Mark and M.E., you never know what you might find. Once she undressed, I admit she had a more retro look. There was some "Oh my God's" and some "Mother f'ers" and even some laughter that sounded a bit like frenzied hysteria. But what made it all worth while was when she got off the table, looked at herself in the mirror and exclaimed "Praise Jesus!"

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