Re: what is with desis
My mom used to take me every now and then to her "ladies luncheon" when I was a teen. They'd rotate the hostess, everyone took a turn, and there was this one italian lady who had plastic on every chair, couch, lampshade and carpet. She didnt have air conditioning and in the heat of the summer, I rested my arm on the arm of the couch while they gabbed...well when I went to lift my arm off the couch I think I ripped of a layer or 2 of skin. OUCH man. The poor husband if he wore shorts. But then again, maybe the wifey did it on purpose lol.