Snaps My Straps!
Sat, Jul 24, 2010
What snaps my straps is trying to find decent undergarments for a decent woman. All the bras are uplift this and uplift that. If I uplifted these sweet things they would smother me to death. You take twenty bras into the dressing room. You can only find two suitable to buy. You take them home and after a few washings wires pop out and they feel like you’re wearing cactus. It turns out, those Chinese bra makers put haywire inside them to make sure your girls face to the front.
And most women’s knickers are simply butt floss. Get them a little tight and you had better have your Preparation H handy. You may find some that seem to fit, but they start to work up on you. Every step you take you give yourself a tighter wedgy. And they don’t make them out of something comfortable like cotton. They make them from “synthetic material.” Hell, body armor is made from “synthetic material.”
So I recommend that we decent women give up on the idea of undergarments. Let’s throw those bras away and give the girls freedom to hang however they please. Let’s throw away those fancy-smancy pantaloonas and enjoy the refreshing breeze. – Submitted by: Cookie – Somewhere in Northern Oklahoma
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I agree- Get rid of those bras & Panties. Liberate yourselves!!