This is my fast Saturday story – enjoy.
Several years ago we invested in a laundry ring to use instead of detergent in our wash. We really loved it and one of our friends was curious about how well it really worked. He was wondering if was strong enough for super dirty clothing (he was a landscaper at the time).
We happened to have a freshly laundered load of whites sitting in a basket on the kitchen table. Our three year old son was so excited to show our friend the results of ‘the ring donut’ that he gleefully grabbed something out of the basket and started to shove it into our friend’s face. I realized what my son grabbed and to my UTTER HORROR it was a pair of my underwear and I saw it (like a slow motion sequence in a movie) rising up to be sniffed as our friend bent over to take a sniff. I did the only thing I could do in such circumstances… I bolted towards my friend and shoved my hand between his face and my panties… and proceed to poke him right-in-the-eyes… two fingers, two eyes…it was a total Moe move.
I felt really bad, but it was hard to tell since I was LAUGHING hysterically. I think the extent to which he felt pain was the same intensity to which I felt uncontrollable mirth.