Why is it that one always wears nice knickers for an appointment with the gynae? It's not like he or she is going to see them. In my case, these days, it's probably some pathetic attempt to not appear some desparate middle aged housewife in really sensible pants. This also being the reason why I don't own any really sensible pants.
Or it could be a strange remnant of everyones mothers exhaultation to "remember to wear clean knickers in case you get hit by a bus!"
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2 comments:
do a Britney and go commando
I never figured out how having clean kecks on was supposed to save you from bus impact.
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