"I thought I felt a draft..."
As I was daintily skipping along to the grocery store (though it was a very manly sort of skipping), I found a very disconcerting sight awaiting me on the sidewalk. It would appear that some young lass out there had lost her thong panties. The forlorn underwear just sat there on the cement, wrinkled and abandoned.
This worried me.
Did the owner of the thong realise she had left it behind? Was she feeling an ill chill due to a loss extra of the coverage and padding the thong in theory provides? (Well, as much coverage as virtual butt-floss can offer, anyways.) For that matter, how did she manage to lose it as she was strolling along?
One can only presume she was wearing pants or shorts over her thong when the disappearance occured. Was she learning to be like Houdini, only to make an embarrassing mistake as she demonstrated a trick to her friends? Did the thong simply phase out of reality for a moment, long enough for her to walk on by and leave its out-of-phase cottony self behind? Did she and the thong have some sort of falling out, possibly an argument over a wedgie being given, and they stormed off in opposing directions, and the thong suddenly realised it was lost and had no idea where else to go?
Or perhaps she was abducted by aliens, and the thong was all they left behind.
I cannot help but wonder and theorise as to why the thong panties were there upon the sidewalk. What really happened? The world may never know....
Today's Lesson: apparently there is no such thing as a "manly" dainty skip, according to my fiancee.
posted by Phillip at 5:29 PM
