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Let’s see, what should I wear to the mall today? Maybe just flip-flops and a sundress so it’ll be easy to try things on? Or perhaps I’ll dress up a little in case I run into anyone I know. No wait, I KNOW: conservative white sweater and assless jeans over a thong! Perf.
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THIS is why I hate having to use the communal kitchen in the office. There are always people crowded around the damn sink so I have to wait 20 minutes just to wash my damn spoon.
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At first glance I thought this woman was disrobing as she walked into an ocean wave. Closer examination revealed that she is in fact walking through a parking lot. Are clothing-optional parking lots the vacation destination of landlocked states? I’m asking for a friend.
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Man in drag, or woman with a bald spot? In a perfect world, it could be both.
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“Nyah, nyah, nyah-nyah nyah, my penis can fit in a baby sock—wait a second…DAMMIT!”
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Ultraviolet rays claim another victim. Listen folks: just like you don’t start skiing on the double–black diamond slope and don’t start breakfast with a double-shot of tequila (try easing into it with a mimosa!), you don’t start your first day in a Speedo with a double-shift of sunbathing. Easy does it!
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Fringe. Use it sparingly. Because sometimes, when it comes to fringe, one thing can lead to another. Specifically, if I see you get out of the back of a station wagon wearing a fringe belt and little else, I’m going to have to put on these:
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Tina misread the invitation to her company’s “Helping Hands for Tots” charity ball. The results were nothing short of tragic, both for her career and the children present at the event.
I tried this look once. Unfortunately, it was laundry day, so the only thing I had to go with it was a ratty old pair of green Christmas-themed underwear that said “Naughty” on the back.
Needless to say, the other people at the laundromat were not amused.
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