Today AT WORK I was bending over, trying to show the ladies that I was really glad I had a long shirt on because my low-riding jeans dont at all cover up my underwear. So I lifted my shirt, bent over, and everybody in unison, including me, realized that I was wearing leopard print underwear. On Friday. The same underwear from my Wednesday post. The day I went to the grocery store.
I want to die.
1 comment:
Am I correct to assume that they had not left your body from Wednesday to Friday? Is there another use for vinegar that you haven't shared with us Kady? Love, Jacqui
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