Thong Injury
I don't know if you know this about me but I like my undies to be flashy and fancy like a stripper or perhaps a really flashy or fancy hooker. It all stems from my college job at Victoria Secret...I only bought the shiny stuff. So it's no wonder that I would own a thong that had black rhinestones that formed a v in the back. Well...I put the thing on in the morning because believe it or not, they're not my fancy undies and I went to work thinking nothing about my underwear selection.
Apparently, over the course of the day one of the rhinestones must've fallen out of the little metal clasps. The little metal clasp snagged itself on my pants and pulled itself down into an evil little hook. Later, that little hook would sink deep into a tender part of my ass that I would have to suavely remove (it hurt so bad and I was trying to not to let it show because there was no way that I could get at it without the whole world knowing). I'm not sure what's worse...the fact that I cut my ass with my underwear or the fact that I had a snoopy bandaid on my butt.
Apparently, over the course of the day one of the rhinestones must've fallen out of the little metal clasps. The little metal clasp snagged itself on my pants and pulled itself down into an evil little hook. Later, that little hook would sink deep into a tender part of my ass that I would have to suavely remove (it hurt so bad and I was trying to not to let it show because there was no way that I could get at it without the whole world knowing). I'm not sure what's worse...the fact that I cut my ass with my underwear or the fact that I had a snoopy bandaid on my butt.
Labels: rhinestones, thong, underoos
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