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Joy is...

getting home and discovering you did your groceries in pants that had a 10-inch rip right down the butt cheek. No need for specificity; one butt cheek is much like the other. And even though everyone in the store saw your (my) white undies, no one told you (me).

Um, at least I had underwear on???

In other bad news, I have bought no pregnancy clothes to date and those split pants---now lining the trash bin--were about the only thing I can still fit into. :-<

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mnfaure
Jul. 16th, 2010 03:51 pm (UTC)
No. That, my dear, is unthinkable.

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