No.Fricking.Way.
I have large lips for a Korean. Big. Full. Lips.
They are a blessing, I know. And I enjoy the smooching as such.
I joke that Me & Angelina Jolie could/should make out except that there just might be too much lip between the two of us and all the small lipped women in the world would chuck their balled up receipts for collagen implants at us in fury and envy.
So what is the logic, pray tell,
for this ungodly act of nature that occured last night.
Last night, my dear readers, I was bit by a mosquito.
On my upper lip. My now overpuffy and heavy bloated sausage looking upper lip.
I now appear like an extra from Shark Tale.


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