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Monday, April 11, 2011
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Is that a Mazda Miata? LOL!
So what is this shit with thongs?
I mean. I like lingerie as much, or more, than the next guy...but a thong ain't lingerie, it's a strip of fabric wedged in your butt crack all day, and most of the night and I don't care how clean you are, it's still a buttcrack.
I mean, you don't need to wear granny undies, unless you need the room for a depends or a maxipad,
but what's wrong with some cute panties, or those boyshort things, with your hot little lower buns showin? And only 10-15% of women can wear thongs without lookin like their ass is doin some reverse osmosis action and suckin them things up their ass.
And trying to get them off? I love taking my time undressing a woman before I bury my face in their fertile delta of love, but it shouldn't take longer to remove a thong than it does to floss. Or make the same noise...
So ladies, if you're gonna wear a thong, please limit it to a size 10or smaller, unless you're planning on slaying goliath...
Or just go commando, unless you're a leaker, but that's another whole subject...
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