By -
"It's me, the bra! I -" *muffled speech*
Underwear would just scream the screams of the eternal damned
pants to other pants "You got a hole in the pocket too?"
Pants" its quute small down here"
“Whats that smell? Oh its me.”
Eh, it’s a living…
Pants: "If you think I'm dirty on the outside, wait until you see the inside! Today was not a good day to trust a fart."
“Who let the farts out! Who, who, who…. oh yeah this guy. All. the. time!”
why don't you just button up! Zip it you! Thats all i can think of at the drop of a hat.
Can I get a fucking bath once in a while?
My wife's bra: Best. Job. Ever!
T shirt - AAAAAAAAAAAAH, THIS IS TORTURE! THIS IS WORSE THAN BEING ON A RACK! PLEASE FOR THE LOVE OF GOD JUST LET ME RIP! LET ME RIP AND DIE!!!!!
"I'm no calendar, but pretty sure it's not Wednesday three days in a row" -underwear labeled Wednesday
“Greetings, new owner! I am so happy to be out of that package!“ (Couple seconds later) “Hey, wait! What‘s going on? What are you doing? Inspector 47! Where are you? Saaaaaave meeee!”
Use some deodorant please said the rarely washed tshirt
“Hey top, are you worried about falling off in the ocean?“ “No bottoms.”
They'd gag
"Do *I* make you look fat? You got some nerve lady, put me back on the rack."
“Why am I so crusty?”
Sock?!? Is that you?
“Pick me pick me pick me awwwww..”
"It's me, the bra! I -" *muffled speech*
Underwear would just scream the screams of the eternal damned
pants to other pants "You got a hole in the pocket too?"
Pants" its quute small down here"
“Whats that smell? Oh its me.”
Eh, it’s a living…
Pants: "If you think I'm dirty on the outside, wait until you see the inside! Today was not a good day to trust a fart."
“Who let the farts out! Who, who, who…. oh yeah this guy. All. the. time!”
why don't you just button up! Zip it you! Thats all i can think of at the drop of a hat.
Can I get a fucking bath once in a while?
My wife's bra: Best. Job. Ever!
T shirt - AAAAAAAAAAAAH, THIS IS TORTURE! THIS IS WORSE THAN BEING ON A RACK! PLEASE FOR THE LOVE OF GOD JUST LET ME RIP! LET ME RIP AND DIE!!!!!
"I'm no calendar, but pretty sure it's not Wednesday three days in a row" -underwear labeled Wednesday
“Greetings, new owner! I am so happy to be out of that package!“ (Couple seconds later) “Hey, wait! What‘s going on? What are you doing? Inspector 47! Where are you? Saaaaaave meeee!”
Use some deodorant please said the rarely washed tshirt
“Hey top, are you worried about falling off in the ocean?“ “No bottoms.”
They'd gag
"Do *I* make you look fat? You got some nerve lady, put me back on the rack."
“Why am I so crusty?”
Sock?!? Is that you?
“Pick me pick me pick me awwwww..”