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Everyone has their own quirks (yes, even you)

Today was lunch with 3 dear friends celebrating one fabulous woman's birthday. There is always a bit of time catching up since we can't get together as often as we would like, then the conversation inevitably turns to odd non-lunch topic things. Today the topic turned to "Bodily Quirks". No not the rumbling in the gut trying to hold onto a fart quirk, or swallowing back a belch so you don't breath it into someones face, but true "I have no idea what is going on" quirk.

I will politely go first.

My thighs itch when I run or speed walk. Yup. And no it isn't the fabric, because even when wearing shorts this happens. I could be doing this naked and it would still happen (scary as it might seem seeing me run naked.) Personally I think it is the fat being jostled up and down pulling against the layer of skin. Although wouldn't that mean that my butt cheeks would itch also? My boobs, not so much, I tighten them down pretty good when running. So there is my quirk. Doesn't happen when I cycle, possibly because there is no jostling involved?

Quirk #2. (For privacy reasons I will keep calling her Quirk #2)
This particular friend when working out sweats more on one side of her body than the other. So as she runs, sweat flings off her one elbow with every step and the other elbow not so much. I wonder if she completely didn't sweat on one side how weird that would be. It would be like that half man half woman person. Only with sweat... Maybe not.

Quirk #3 (Same as above for privacy reasons, just #3
When she eats chocolate, she sweats under her eyes. Just there, just lightly. How odd. Wouldn't keep me from eating chocolate, doesn't keep her from eating chocolate. I wonder if the amount of chocolate she eats would depend on how much she would sweat. Could it appear she was crying? Crying by chocolate.

Quirk #4 (Ditto)
This one involves an apple and sweating, but only on the inside of her right elbow. She does this for entertainment at parties. I wonder if she ever thought of joining the circus? Come see the amazing sweating inner elbow woman! nevermind...Doesnt' have a good ring to it.

If you really think about it, don't we all have quirks? Or are we just really truly 4 unique amazing women?

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