Actually, they've sent Lady Liberty home to clean, bake, and take care the of the kids. Where she 'belongs,' ya know? They're letting her wear the sandals for now. Looks close enough to barefoot. For now.
And Justice -- she's blind and not on Social Security Disability payments. She gets to keep her job as a reminder to all those supposedly disabled lazy-asses out there.
===== I'm reminded of the librarians of my youth who drew diapers/loincloths in library books to cover the "naughty bits."
/bitterness.....well, maybe not quite yet.........
I found a book called "What People Wore" in my third grade. Breasts and codpieces and all that jazz. Hennins, bustles; it was enlightening. I found it again when I was 30, and have a copy.
I quit the school paper over the stupid teacher editing a cupid out of a drawing I made.(only his little baby butt showed) without telling me. I was pissed because he compromised my composition. And yes, my resignation was a scathing condemnation. It went in my file. And no, I was neither embarassed nor proud.
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They're letting her wear the sandals for now. Looks close enough to barefoot. For now.
And Justice -- she's blind and not on Social Security Disability payments. She gets to keep her job as a reminder to all those supposedly disabled lazy-asses out there.
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I'm reminded of the librarians of my youth who drew diapers/loincloths in library books to cover the "naughty bits."
/bitterness.....well, maybe not quite yet.........
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I quit the school paper over the stupid teacher editing a cupid out of a drawing I made.(only his little baby butt showed) without telling me. I was pissed because he compromised my composition. And yes, my resignation was a scathing condemnation. It went in my file. And no, I was neither embarassed nor proud.
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Ask your mom: was she proud of you? I'd be *darn* proud if H did that; she tends to suck it up and walk away.
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But Mom raised me to fight city hall, and I did. Eh.