A Plea For Panties


Ladies, let's take it down to a huddle. I love yoga; you love yoga. But you know what else I love? Underwear. It serves a purpose. And you should wear it. I know, I know. It's hot yoga; you're a vagina sweater. I get it. I do. You'd think wearing Vanderbilt shorty shorts would be enough to keep you cool. But if you have been graced with the long limbs and double joints that allow you to take Bird Of Paradise, please, PLEASE, have the common sense to let a piece of cotton hit you where the good lord split you. Because you know what I don't need at 6:00am, standing upside down in a 110 degree room? Your vulva in my face. Please and thank you.

NOLA Bound!

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