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"Riffling through the underwear drawer is an interesting way to see how my weight has changed over the past ten years. Toward the back of the drawer are silver silk panties that are about the size of a mouse pad. Toward the middle of the drawer are the giant electric maternity undies. Stuck here and there in between are various thongs and ass-ugly “period panties” which no self-respecting woman would be caught dead in.
Period panties are the ones that have rips, the ones which have dead elastic on the sides, the ones that look like something the cat has chewed on or perhaps shat in for a few months. Women with new boyfriends don’t wear period panties."
