While we were sitting in the basement eating chili and people-watching, GC nudged me and said “Does that woman over there look familiar?”
“Yes,” I said, “We saw her naked at the naked bike ride.”
We then both remembered her naked for a few seconds.
“How many women in this room,” I asked, “Have you seen naked?”
GC surveyed the room and counted on his fingers.
“Two,” he announced.
I won that contest, because there was a woman there whom I recognized as a legally-blind exotic dancer at the Alex Hotel circa 1978, during its brief and unsuccessful attempt to turn itself into a strip joint.
Mary Walsh had us both beat though, because she’s been photographed with 50 naked Newfoundlanders.
An Aussie friend of mine pronounces it “Porno More,” despite her best attempts otherwise. Which is strangely relevant to your post…
– RG>
The naked truth will always, ummm, out…
Actually it sounded like “Porno More” when we were chanting it on the Hill too.
Ah, then there must be a lot of Aussies who care about poverty in Canada.
– RG>
Nice to see this response to Poor No More:P definitely wasn’t thinking of any of the attendees naked that day!! I noticed some people smothering their giggles while chanting “PoorNoMore,” though…lol