Sometimes I catch myself looking over at a waitress, and I ask myself, what colour her underpants are. Maybe they're lace underpants, or a thong. Odds are they're regular white cotton panties, or maybe they're something really cool that I don't even know about...
Damn, I think I saw her at the club last weekend. At the time I thought maybe someone had slipped me something in my drink but photographic proof can't be denied. My eyes hurt, somebody pass me the bleach.
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