
Anyway, it has happened again, my bra is missing and has been missing for 3 days. Even worse, much like the fact my Findus Pancakes have now expired, no one cares :). I am advised by my male friends to go out without a bra on?! What?! How ridiculous.
There is a small Bermuda triangle everywhere I live. I am sure of it. Things simply go missing never to be found again. When my bra goes missing, all anyone can do is mock, jest and banter on about bra less walks. Men understand very little about the trauma these things cause.
The North Staffordshire NHS Trust washing machine gobbled up at least 3 bras during my mere 5 months there [ I am owed damages :)]. There was one used to tie a drip up :).
Bras always have that specific time to go missing - a time when it is vitally important. During this time, no man has ever assisted in the search. They have instead indulged in the vision of the braless top. Seriously, they don't make men like they used to! Chivalry is dead.
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