1. Ginormous underwear. I could string these puppies up between two trees and provide shade for the Greater Kurashiki area.
2. My belly button. It now looks like the gaping mouth of a Japanese river carp.
3. Calling your partner "Daddy". It's kind of creepy.
4. Flatulence. Our apartment is a Dutch Bakery with all ovens blasting.
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Last night, over a nice dinner in the city with desserts... Britt, Danielle, and I discussed your blog for a good long while and laughed our heads off. Danielle's never even read it, but now it's like she's seen all the good parts in the trailer and she won't see the feature. 'Dutch oven' was the most memorable phrase invoked. After my tummy was hurting from laughter-overuse, I realized that I didn't actually get the joke. I'm not positive what one is. But boy, was it funny anyway.
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