also interesting.

I have bruises all down my spine from doing yoga.
i was using a yoga matt as well.
it wasn't even particularly strenuos yoga. the instructor was an 87yo.

in a bright pink power jumpsuit with huge-arse shoulder pads and a big phat white belt.
red lipstick and blue eyeshadow.
she's one of those people where you can never tell if her eyes are open or closed. (or if she's looking at you)
she had big hair that doesn't move when she moves. (i point the finger at hairspray)
she give everyone lollies after class and hands out photocopies of blonde jokes.
she full out yogaz me.

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"bounce like you ass has hiccups while we riding in my pickups"

this whole time i though it was drug barons/gangsters playing the bad black rap music.

it's not. it's the indians.

to clear something up:

i can drive a manual. i have no trouble changing gears or doing a handbreak start.

i cannot however drive a car that requires three arms to turn the steering wheel at a reasonable speed. otherwise know as an '84 telstar. otherwise known as a car without power steering. otherwise referred to by my grandmother as the 'chuff-cutter' (because it sounds like ride on lawn mower)