But with this, bring it Heavy Breather! Breathe on!
Thursday, March 01, 2007
a jetsons-setting life
Being oggled by a heavy-breather as I was drying a load consisting largely of my skivvies the other day at the laundromat made me really wish for a washer and dryer at home again. Granted, I was asking for it, out doing my laundry in public like that and being a wearer of modern female underthings. There's a perfectly good river with lots of rocks for beating the filth out of things not too far off - and there's probably ample detergent already in the water. That's true. It's just so much harder to get your towels really fluffy that way.
But with this, bring it Heavy Breather! Breathe on!
But with this, bring it Heavy Breather! Breathe on!
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But you can't wad towels up and stick them in a coin purse. Which I think you can do with your underthings.
What that has to do with anything...
Wait. Towels are big?
Maaaan. I ask you ALL THE TIME to show me your Dardar bloomers and when you do, it's over the Internet? You don't have a single iota of romance in your entire laundry-doing body.
... it's just, I left my inhaler at home...
"Bloomers." HA!
I am torn between two jokes: one about taking the heavy breather down to the river and beating the filth out of him; one just about beating off. Breathe-Beat Manifesto!
Lan - is that what they mean by 'get your rocks off'?
LZP - I know. I've just been waiting for my bloomers to be clean. (And to own some.)
Motion for us all to get some bloomers. I'm not above wearing these for shorts when it's hot enough. Not nearly above it. We can get the bitty ones and the older-style, knee-length ones. You know, for formal events.
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