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my CLOWN of a sister has betrayed me
“Can I borrow underwear?” I asked. “Sure!” she said. “Take these, they’re comfortable! Thongs are comfortable.”
Formal complaint, Vivs: Your underwear is in my butt
Will I ever regain the ability to walk as I once did? Or am I forced to waddle the streets with a face contorted in pain, like Psyduck in lingerie