Last night half-way through a party I realized that my fly was down. I thought that I had noticed a couple of party goers looking at me and I thought, "I wonder what they are looking at" (besides my overwhelming beauty- HA) then I looked down.
I probably had my fly down throughout dinner, the walk to the bar, and the whole beginning of the party. Or else, my cute new jeans have a broken fly. I doubt it is the latter. Oh well, must invest in longer shirts to cover up my possibly down fly. Also, discover ways to discreetly pull up my fly in public.
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sara this is why i love you
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