Think of me as a sex symbol for the men who don't give a damn.
They just elected me Mis Phonograph Record of 1966. They discovered my measurements were 33 1/2, 45, 78!
My idea of exercise is a good brisk sit.
I was so wrinkled I could screw my hats on.
Once Fang took pep pills and they worked - the only time he ever ran to bed.
I'd love to slit my mother-in-law's corsets and watch her spread to death.