Okay, owning these would be kinda gross and stalker-like, but it is pretty funny. I'm reminded of my hours spent in the American Embassy in London with nothing to entertain a distraught Rebecca and me but the adventures of our lurvely Ms. Jones.
Long live Bridget!
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Wow. WOW. Gross. But what memories, the American Embassy! Fortunately, we didn't wear, encounter, or auction enormous pairs of underwear there.
OK...I read that article and almost wet mine....only in London!
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