Frewrious Spew

The thing that amuses me most about this incident is that I was telling it to the boy on the phone tonight when I realised I wasn't painting my self as the alluring sex goddess he doubtless thinks I am, but I'd already started so I just kind of mumbled 'Oh, maybe this isn't the best story to be telling you'. To which he replied, 'I know you're human, Amy' which I think can less be discerned by the fact I had a wart, and more by the fact that I was stupid enough to expose my desire to remain unwarted in his mind.
And he offered a wart removing tip: put a piece of banana peel in your shoe under the wart, slimey side up.
(Although, this seems more and more ridiculous whenever I think of it. - Will keep you posted.)