Well, Sarah recently posted some ponderings about how people found her website. . .so I am prepared to get all various and sundry sorts when I say the following. . .
What is up with all of these panties running amok in people’s drawers? (Dresser drawers–not underwear drawers?)
You have much better furniture than I do.
My dresser is an antique that belonged to Tony’s grandmother. . .she, I’m guessin’. . .didn’t have many panties, ’cause the top two drawers for “lingerie” are very, very shallow. Below them are two very, very deep drawers with no dividers. Therefore, my panties must be folded lest they just get lost in the t-shirts, shorts, and socks that are also in the same drawer.
Victoria has a teeny-weeny garage sale dresser and her panties share space with her pajamas and socks as well.
Thad’s “dresser” is a three drawer plastic thing that I used one year in my classroom. He is lucky. He only has underwear and pj’s together.
Tony doesn’t even have drawers OR a dresser. He has the armoire that matches my dresser and his undies rest on the top shelf with his t-shirts.
Hence, the underwear at my house needs to be folded.
And evidently we need some better furniture.
Bring on the perverts. . .I’ve used the word panties in here several times. Katie, bar the door.