That's what she gets for not keeping up with my blog as well as she should. Otherwise, she'd have been prepared for that picture. I mean, if she's got time to send mustache shoe pics, she's got time to read...amiright?
Oh, and it totally wasn't a pube, by the way. I swear, you get one pube stuck in your braces in college, and nobody ever lets you forget it.
That's right, I got a pube stuck in my braces in college...so what? But really, I don't know which is the most shocking: that I got a pube stuck in my braces; that I still wore braces in college; or that some dude actually made out with me when I wore braces (and carpenter jeans from the men's section of Wal-Mart) in college.
Whatevs. It's all beside the point. Bitch should be reading my blog more often is all I'm trying to say.