Um no, I'm not wearing a brown shirt.
Can you see, wait no, I know you can see the line across my wrist.
I pulled a Ross last night in the spray tanning both.
Front. Back. Back. Left.
WAIT, I didn't do my right.
OH NO.
I think the lady in the booth needs to speak more clear and not have an accent.
So I am left (no pun intended) with this. Until I can scrub it off.
All day long I've been rubbing it with my disinfectant wipes at work.
Keepin it classy.
