So I'm out with one of my good guy friends and he's venting about how his day has been so out of whack. Then he realizes that his watch has been on upside down all day long. So we assume that's why his day has been out of whack...I say all this because I bring up the many times I have had my panties on wrong and not realized until later on in the day. Those days always seemed like they were my "out of whack" days.
So my friend proceeds to remind me of the night I "lost" my panties. Still not sure what transpired that evening. I am still thinking that it was given as payment to the cabbie that drove us home. Or my friend is holding them hostage for some sick reason because I am definitely not his type and he would definitely not be interested in female panties. Eventhough he teases me relentlessly about the case of the "lost" panties, I'm starting to think that he had something to do with them being lost!
Okay so back to the more recent conversation...My friend tells me that I should just forego panties and go commando from here on out because I can't seem to put them on correctly and if I do I can't seem to keep them on!! And then he says my new nickname for him is "Commando Girl." I need a new nickname like I need another hole in my head.
Nice!! With friends like these who needs enemies....Damn, I really need to hang out with more girls ; - 0
Signing off...
Commando Girl
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