MY Bra…
That’s right…my underwire decided that it wanted break out and turn into a horrendous torture device….
After trying to tame the beast with thick Band-Aids to pad the poking and skin ripping barbs of steal….I wound up with bleeding slices for fingers…
Note to self….don’t eat an orange the day after….you go to war with your undergarments…. Just thought I would share the good news...
My fingers are burning like there is no tomorrow….Why oh Why…does this stuff always happen to me…..
Oh . . . LOL while tearing up! I'm so glad it's not just me. I had a pair of panties trip me up at the end of a really long, evil day and though, "et tu?"
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