Saw this while driving through Niles, a bit south and inland from here:
We’d planned to go back there anyway, so I wasn’t left wondering if I was having waking nightmares of a petty sort.
You know, I looked at them in the bathroom mirror this morning and I’ll be damned, my areolae are paler than they used to be. It does not seem to me, nevertheless, to be a problem, let alone one to be solved by getting them tattooed.
Posted by: Ron Sullivan
1 | By: Sally Mack on August 14, 2009 at 10:32 AM
Speaking as a person with a terror of needles I never ever want to go to Niles. Even knowing that this sign represents (probably) only one establishment in the burg, doesn’t matter.