witness01

What a lovely day! Well, the weathers a bit shite here...and I'm a bit hungover....but I'm off work til wednesday weeeeee!

I have to say, I'm wearing the worst fucking underpants in the world. So I go out shopping last week and buy all these boxes of pants...nowt like having a nice new pair of pants on...I've opened a box every day this week, and on no occasions did the pants *in* the box correspond to the pants *on* the box. The sizes were right...but the make/colour/style was about as far away from my choice of pant than you can get. It's like a bloody lucky dip.

I opened the last box today and removed an article of underwear that wouldn't look out of place on a village people video.

I'd take the fuckers back but I have a phobia of returning underwear since that fateful day in alders in portsmouth. I bought some pants from those bastards that already had skidmarks in them!!! Not just 1 pair, but 3...so I take them back and the manager holds them up in the air to let the light shine though them and says "I'm sorry sir, these pants seemed to be soiled". I was amazed, I said "I know, why the fuck do you think I'm returning them!".

Sorry, I'm not sure why I just said all that....