CG thought it would be funny to put a temporary tattoo on my inner thigh. Since I was in a good mood, I humored him. It wasn't until after I realized it was an freebie from the local pizza place in Issaquah.
Man, it's bad enough that their pizzas really do stay on my thighs, but did I have to be an ad for Flying Pie Pizza? The kids all noticed because I was wearing a jean skirt. Luckily, the tattoo didn't last long. I wish the fat on my thighs from Friday's pizza night would be as fleeting.