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ggg "The Chapstick Chapter of My Life" ggg
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$$$ by -> Jane & Metalchic $$$
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$$$ [ HOE E-Zine #944 -- 12/08/99 -- http://www.hoe.nu ] .,$$$
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This is my first experience with the lip chapping therapy of
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Chapstick.
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I walked into Rite Aid for a beverage. I was parched and my lips
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were dry and cracked. As I was at the counter waiting patiently to
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purchase my drink i eyed up the black stick of chapstick. I picked him up
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and added it to the purchase of my drink. He worked wonderfully to cure
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my painfully dry and cracked lips. We enjoyed a nice two mid-winter weeks
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together. Going on sleigh rides in the snow, and cuddling up by the warm
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roaring fire that always awaited me when we went home. One afternoon we
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decided to go ice skating on the nearby pond. I came home to a beautiful
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fire with empty pockets and very chapped lips. He was gone, lost to the
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mass of frozen water at the nearby pond.
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Two weeks passed, and i finally decided i needed to go on a
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mission to find another chapstick to cure my pain. I went to the local
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pharmacy, with the intentions of finding a new flavor. I roamed the store
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for a while and thought my mission had failed , when on my wait out with
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my head down and a frown on, i spotted _HIM_. He was gorgeous. A nice
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pale blue...with intricate black and white text. It was a whole new world
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or lip chapping therapy. I was sure my lips were in some dimension of
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heaven. I snagged him immediately. No one could stop me from getting
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this chapstick. So he came home with me. He slept close to me, he came
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with me when i left the house, he was with me at all times. A blissful
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two years went by. We had a few fights, and when i came back back from a
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cigarette walk he was nowhere to be found. But he would turn up the next
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morning. And he seemed to be extra nice those mornings, curing my
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chapped lips with one coat for most of the day, when he usually required
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several coats a day. So i'd take him back the next morning and we would
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continue on our two year journey together. It was tragic how it ended. He
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came with me on a trip to Francine's in Arizona. And at a party Francine
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held he was stolen, robbed, thieved from me, ripped from my loving arms.
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And so, unhappily i had to return home without my medicated chapstick.
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In my devastation and vulnerability, home watching T.V., a
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commercial came on for the "NEW" cherry flavored medicated chapstick. It
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was new and exotic, and i had to have it immediately. Back at the store,
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with confidence in my new discovery, i purchased the "NEW" flavor. I took
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him home and used him all night- obsessing over the medicated flavor
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weaved in with the cherry zing. He reminded me of my two year journey. In
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the morning when i awoke from my short night of sleep, my feelings had
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changed and i realized he reminded me too much of medicated. I could not
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continue on with the "NEW" flavor. So i discontinued use, i was using him
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for half of his healing power...and it wouldn't have been an honest cure
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for my painfully cracked lips.
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I needed a new chapstick right away. I just can't go without. And
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i wanted no reminder of past chapsticks, lost or tragically stolen.
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At the store again, i was after regular cherry. Desperate for something
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to work on my lips. He was decent, worked good most days...but would
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have those days when i wished he was on a string around my neck. 3 months
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went by, and i just wasn't happy. I didn't go searching for a new flavor,
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or do anything voluntarily to get rid of cherry. I wrote Francine an
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email one afternoon, telling her how unhappy i was since medicated was
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stolen out there in Arizona. She expressed her sympathy, and gave me some
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sound advice on what i should do. Leave cherry, get out now, and do what
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you have to to find medicated. She was right. So i left him. Went on a
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road trip with my car packed. On a mission to find my medicated that i
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loved so much. After a trialing and tribulating trip across a few states,
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i finally found him. Exhausted, face worn, body weak and in pain, and
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lips in an unlawful state. Right when i really needed him. So we headed
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home, him in my pocket near my heart. He worked wonderfully every day.
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And my medicated has been with me every day since. Always there when my
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lips are dry or cracked or wind burnt. And always after those nights of
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long sexual encounters that involve a great amount of tongue tying' and
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lip-locking.
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And so this is the story of my harmonious journey with my lip
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chapping cure. I think i would like it very much (if there is an
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afterlife) if i was buried with my medicated chapstick. No matter what,
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while still physically capable, i will apply my medicated chapstick
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daily, as much as needed, until the day i pass on.
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[ (c) !LA HOE REVOLUCION PRESS! HOE #944, BY JANE & METALCHIC - 12/08/99 ]
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