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Friday, February 17, 2006

Thongs are bad


This may be more information than any of you want to know, but I'm going to spread the knowledge....

My butt is chafed. I wore these lovely stretchy pants on Wednesday for mine and Steve's swanky dinner and no matter which underwear I put on, you could see the outline of them. So I broke down and wore a thong.

Thursday I noticed that my undies hurt my skin. I looked in the mirror and my butt is red and chafed. I thought....what the hell? Then while telling Steve about it (because we're close like that) it dawned on me that those stretchy pants were rubbing my skin the whole night because there was no cotton there to protect it. Interesting, huh?

2 Comments:

Anonymous Mom said...

There are some things we just do not need to know! Sorry your butt is sore though.

1:17 PM  
Anonymous Dee said...

Your mom is sooooo funny. I don't like thongs either. I think I'm just old. Not so old that I like granny panties, mind you, but old enough that I don't like thongs. And I don't like how the young girls, especially very young teens, wear them as "fashion" where you can see them at the top of their jeans. See? I'm old.

5:16 AM  

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