“Oh crap, I’m late! I’m supposed to be out the door in ten minutes.”
“Where are you going?”
“I’m meeting my friend Meg for drinks.”
“Oh, that sounds like fun.”
“Yeah, but I look like hell. I’ll be back in a few minutes, ready to go. Not that I’ll look different…I’m just putting on more makeup and clean underwear.”
(Awkward silence)
“What’s that supposed to mean?”
“Er, nothing, just that I don’t have time to shower.”
I think we should be thankful your mother hasn’t had an infarction yet.
True dat.
Just let your mom know that your clean underware was GREATLY appreciated
Thanks for the girl time, it was just what I needed… just like my vagina.
That’s what I’m talkin’ about!
My mom always used to tell me (picture this with a thick southern accent) “When you leave the house, make sure you have on a clean pair of panties, because if you get in an accident you don’t want to be laying on the operating table in dirty underwear.”
Hilarious.
Your mom may start to be suspicious of your “girlfriend” time! Too funny.
That is exactly why I don’t wear clean underwear.
Clean undies? Now THAT’S good planning! Your mom should be proud, yes?
If you really want to freak her out just tell her your going to start going commando for easier access.
Damn. I did one of my pet peeves. “YOU’RE”.
Sigh.
Don’t feel sad. Apparently I can’t spell “underware”.