The Pole Dancing Lawyer, the Cheesemaker, and Me.

My friend’s a pole dancing lawyer. That’s right. Pole dancing….lawyer.

This milfy little elfin creature elegantly glides her tiny agile body around the pole while discussing criminal law legislation with her husband, who’s also a lawyer. Actually, I don’t know if that ever happens, but it would be cool. She also has about a zillion kids (3 kids), and a stomach you could cut potatoes on (or grate cheese, whatever floats your boat). Read more