Clean underpants
Granny always wanted me to wear clean underpants. What if you get an accident and they take you to the hospital, she asked me. As I was small it somehow did make sense. Later I thought it was nonsense.
If I really get something bad out on the street, I will probably be covered with blood or have a heart attack.
I don't think anyone will have a clear look at the state of my underpants at that critical moment.
Talking about underpants. Those I had to wear at night were the worst. These were the kinds I was not allowed to wear at daytime. But still too good to throw away!
They weren't looking that great and much too wide also. The elastic was partly broken or not resilient anymore.
I can tell you these were very dangerous underpants! Even in bed you were able to strangle yourself in it (well your legs). For example if you just wanted to turn on your other side or tried to get out of bed. I really hated them.
Today I had to go to the hospital to see a doctor. I remembered granny's words so I was searched in the drawer for one. It's not a great one, but still better as nothing. At least I thought it is. The doctor hardly examined me. Next time I will save me the trouble since I am quite sure there isn't anyone who will notice if I wear a clean one or any one at all.
If I really get something bad out on the street, I will probably be covered with blood or have a heart attack.
I don't think anyone will have a clear look at the state of my underpants at that critical moment.
Talking about underpants. Those I had to wear at night were the worst. These were the kinds I was not allowed to wear at daytime. But still too good to throw away!
They weren't looking that great and much too wide also. The elastic was partly broken or not resilient anymore.
I can tell you these were very dangerous underpants! Even in bed you were able to strangle yourself in it (well your legs). For example if you just wanted to turn on your other side or tried to get out of bed. I really hated them.
Today I had to go to the hospital to see a doctor. I remembered granny's words so I was searched in the drawer for one. It's not a great one, but still better as nothing. At least I thought it is. The doctor hardly examined me. Next time I will save me the trouble since I am quite sure there isn't anyone who will notice if I wear a clean one or any one at all.
