Between rugby and bellydance, I will walk around in my bra at the least provocation.
I dare you to walk around in your bra.
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Between rugby and bellydance, I will walk around in my bra at the least provocation.
I dare you to walk around in your bra.
Not for modesty reasons. I just want to wear my shit. Sense of control.
I totally get that.
Signed,
She who kept her underwear on when admitted to hospital for giving birth.
She who kept her underwear on when admitted to hospital for giving birth.
They eventually explained the need for access, right?
I just remembered the Disney zombies frm lat night, genius. And Pocahontas had a skull belt & Cinderella was crying blood & Alice was carrying a rabbit head & Belle had a femur!
The Disney Princess one doesn't ping me because a) it seems EVERYTHING that sits still has a Disney Princess platered to it and b) I see it as a rebranding of sorts like they do with Star Wars Monopoly, [Insert University Here] Monopoly, etc.
The repackaging spefically for girls? Fuck you and Boardwalk.
They eventually explained the need for access, right?
After the entire nursing staff stopped laughing, yes.
Since I only put my boobs on for special occasions, it's not really an issue for me.
(I just got another fatal error while posting.)
Between rugby and bellydance, I will walk around in my bra at the least provocation.
I hadn't noticed.
signed,
Mr. Lying Liar O'Liarpants, King of Mendacity and Lord God Master of all lands of Prevarication
Since I only put my boobs on for special occasions, it's not really an issue for me.
I love you, Ginger.
I dare you to walk around in your bra.
Walked right into that, I did. In my bra.
Honestly, when my male coworker's not in the office I have totally changed into "work outside" clothes right in my cubicle.