*snickers* The other day I was down to my last thong, and I positively hate thongs. During the day I was tempted to just go buy some new undies to stave off the laundry-doing, but alas, I arrived back home that night without new undies. So I did my laundry.
My mom took me bra shopping a couple years ago, and the department store was having all sorts of sales and giveaways. In my case, it was buy two bras, get a free pair of undies (from a limited selection, naturally).
My mom allowed me to pick out a couple of comfy grannypants before saying that everyone needs a thong for dresses and such. I was scandalized, because damn, my butt doesn't need flossing either. And she said that yeah, it was uncomfortable at first, but you got used to it.
I don't think I'll go underwear shopping with my mom ever again.
Anyways, that just reminded me of the time my mom bought a thong, by accident, of course. It's kind of sad, you see, because she's foreign, and still can barely read English. She was with my dad shopping, and when she decided to buy the thong, he didn't say anything, because he thought that she actually wanted it. So, when my parents got home, we (my sisters and I) were helping them put away the groceries and other stuff they bought, when all of a sudden, my youngest sister cried out "MOM! WHY DID YOU BUY A THONG? DID YOU NEED TO FLOSS OUT THE ASS BISCUITS?"
But I hate wearing dirty underwear more. Dirty shirts, dirty pants... fine, but dirty underwear is completely disgusting.
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Thongs. Why the hell would anyone want to wear a thong. My butt does not need flossing.
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My mom allowed me to pick out a couple of comfy grannypants before saying that everyone needs a thong for dresses and such. I was scandalized, because damn, my butt doesn't need flossing either. And she said that yeah, it was uncomfortable at first, but you got used to it.
I don't think I'll go underwear shopping with my mom ever again.
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...I wonder if there's an LJ icon for that...
Anyways, that just reminded me of the time my mom bought a thong, by accident, of course. It's kind of sad, you see, because she's foreign, and still can barely read English. She was with my dad shopping, and when she decided to buy the thong, he didn't say anything, because he thought that she actually wanted it. So, when my parents got home, we (my sisters and I) were helping them put away the groceries and other stuff they bought, when all of a sudden, my youngest sister cried out "MOM! WHY DID YOU BUY A THONG? DID YOU NEED TO FLOSS OUT THE ASS BISCUITS?"
We've never looked at thongs the same way again.
And damn my youngest sister and Urban Dictionary.
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