Wednesday, August 30, 2006

fuck fat rolling panties



yeah. you heard me. I HHHHHate fat rolling panties. the in case of emergency undies that sit at the bottom of your drawer. the ones you take out, out of necessity because you're too god damned fat and lazy to do laundry. they barely cover the beav and give you a sweet plumbers crack. spending hours taunting your fat roll to fit.

mother fucking self esteem killing textiles! I should burn them. if I wasn't so laundry phobic, I would.

3 comments:

Writeprocrastinator said...

I feel the same hatred toward the tighty whities that I bought on the NY trip. It amazes me that we can put a man on the moon and that we will have cell phones that within the next decade, they will be able to get service everywhere on the planet. But, we can't have more comfortable, and flattering undies.

I mean, it's as if all underwear technology is focused on bras, and bras, alone. Yet, it is the lower half of us that should have the most comfort and look the best.

n.v. said...

oh God, you send me into hysterics...barely cover the beav, sweet plumber crack...

Al Sensu said...

i have the solution to your problem: sell those babies on ebay (do NOT wash them first), then use the cash to have your laundry done at the wash, dry and fold place

 

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