Each bus ticket comes with a free mooning
This morning I was ready to throw in the towel on this whole blogging thing. My little word cloud wasn't showing up and my Flickr badge isn't working right and I've basically been locked out of my Flickr account forever and ever. I was ready to quit. Can you tell I don't handle minor frustrations very well?
Then I went out for coffee with a friend. I started to feel better about my very small blogging issues once I was sipping an insanely fattening coffee drink.
In preparation for going out for fattening coffee drinks and muffins I wore a pair of maternity pants. It's a pair that was too small for me when I was hugely pregnant but that actually fits me pretty well right now. At least I thought they did.
And then when I got home I bent over to get Elle out of her car seat.
And my pants slipped down off my butt.
And dragged my underwear along for the ride.
Just as a city bus drove by.
I guess I'll have time to fix all my blog problems now that I'm never leaving the house again.
5 comments:
my favorite part of this post might be the labels you've attached to it.
Snort...I don't even know what to say....;0
Possibly the funniest em-bare-ass-ing moment ever.
This made my day.
Once, when I was underage, I got in an argument with a bouncer outside of a busy club for not letting me in, and after I yelled "WELL FUCK YOU" and turned around to storm away in front of a crowd of bemused onlookers, my heel caught in a crack, and... well, speaking of cracks...
Oh, I've so been there. Though not with the added bonus of a city bus.
I'm sorry . . .but it made for a great post!
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