My asthma is terrible, and I'm stuck with one of the new inhalers, which is about as effective as waving one of those magnetic copper bracelets you buy off late night tv in front of my chest.
I often shop late at night in front of Megan's chest.
Second Bonus Giggle:
At 7:30 this morning, far earlier than I normally leave my house, I was outside in flip-flops and my pajama shorts, moving my car.
Either McArdle's a bad writer or her chest is too much exposed. First tv shoppers, now all of DC? Where is your shame, girl??