Monday, 26 March 2012

Flash dance

Dear coat;

As I strutted down a busy street I was all "DAMN, GIRL, you're looking fine" when two cars honked at me.

Imagine my horror upon looking down at my sexy self to realize that, unbeknownst to me, my coat was lifting my skirt with every step as an early-evening strip-tease.

What the fuck did I ever do to you, COAT?

~ Just call me Sweet Cheeks

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