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Little Bubble In The Big Gum Machine

North Bay native Kim McGinn, muses about being a North Bay girl and living in Toronto. Kim sent BayToday this musing about the Victoria Day and returning to good clean country living.
North Bay native Kim McGinn, muses about being a North Bay girl and living in Toronto.

Kim sent BayToday this musing about the Victoria Day and returning to good clean country living.

“It's funny when you go from the city to the country and your body is filled with fresh clean air how the very thing that is supposed to give you energy also wears you out. Despite the rainy, cold weather over this holiday weekend, I have spent a lot of time outdoors with friends and family and the pooch. All of this fresh air is rather shocking to my smog filled lungs. SnooooZzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz”

Risks of Buying Bargain Thongs

I found myself in Cotton Ginny looking at great bargains (I found a $7.00 pair of brown jeans I am proud to admit to) I made my way to the counter to pay for my purchase when I spotted that they had thong underwear 50% off so of course I bought a few. I own thongs that I have purchased at my favourite lingerie store but, I took a chance on these ones because it was such a great deal.

I tried a pair on this morning and the damn things keep riding up by butt. Now contrary to what you may be thinking right now, this is NOT a typical feeling. I can't tell you the potentially embarrassing moments I have faced today at work and the trips to the washroom that I have had trying to fish these silly things out of my bottom.

Lesson learned: Don't purchase bargain thongs just because it's a good deal. You might pay for it later.

Hustlers

I was sitting in a coffee shop on Saturday morning. This particular shop was filled with mostly business-class men over 40 years of age.

I was enjoying a coffee and a sandwich when I watch these two young gentlemen, dressed well in suits, rummage through boxes in a car outside the window. Each of them went in separate directions but, one came into the coffee shop that I was in.

This particular man placed his box on a table next to a group of the men and began the "sales dance". It was quite fun to watch this well dressed young man, moving and shaking like a magician putting on a show. He moved quickly, talked quickly and used slights of hand to sell his product to this group of men across the shop from me. It almost seemed like things were popping out of one sleeve while something disappeared out of the other as he would show various products to various men in the group all at the same time. I was quite in awe as I watched this man "work" this group of businessmen in true "hustler" form. It seems that hustlers come in many shapes and disguises.

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