Airing out your dirty laundry
Note to self: Next time I pick my jacket off a pile of laundry, check to make sure there's not a thong stuck to it. So you don't drop your thong in the library parking lot, come out thirty minutes later, think "Who the fuck dropped a thong near my c-- oh shit" and then be embarrassed and self-conscious the rest of the day.
On the plus side, at least I didn't walk through the library with a thong stuck to me.
And contrary to the subject line, they were clean panties. Until they were dropped on the ground. And then someone ran them over with their car.
Friends only psh I'm way too lazy for that. And everyone must know of my awful adventures
On the plus side, at least I didn't walk through the library with a thong stuck to me.
And contrary to the subject line, they were clean panties. Until they were dropped on the ground. And then someone ran them over with their car.
Friends only psh I'm way too lazy for that. And everyone must know of my awful adventures