Walking to Starbucks in sandals was a bad idea. At least I'll have some fun blisters to pick at later.
My mom had to borrow my car today so I decided to walk since it looked like a nice day outside. I got past my front porch and it was a little windy, so I turned back inside and watched more TV.
Why would I walk anywhere when we can't invent a pair of boxer shorts that don't ride up my butt crack every 10 feet?
That's what we call going commando.
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