Kay was My Flare Buddy
When I was a young mother, I used to go to Kay's house for coffee (after several cups, I would go use her bathroom!) We would laugh about it; and on a double couple vacation trip, we 4 used up a lot of time debating on which day of the week I would have success with our bathroom stop.
I then moved across half of the state, and I never ever had as good a friend who never thought that our talks were TMI.
This is my story.
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