My neighbor’s undies stole the spotlight right outside my 8-year-old son’s window for weeks.
When he innocently asked if her thongs were slingshots, I knew it was time to end this panty parade and teach her a serious lesson in laundry etiquette.
My neighbor’s undies stole the spotlight right outside my 8-year-old son’s window for weeks.
When he innocently asked if her thongs were slingshots, I knew it was time to end this panty parade and teach her a serious lesson in laundry etiquette.