*sigh*
My underwear fell off today. It was a surprisingly plausible sequence of events. This morning, as I put it on, the elastic snapped, and since I had lost 20 pounds overnight, it was really loose. At breakfast, 
rjyoung was playing with scissors.(Trying to cut his Cheerios into equally sized pieces.) He missed and badly ripped my underpants. As I left the house, my mom reminded me to bring extra pants for my presentation on Pants Across America. Going into my English class, I tripped over an air freshener, and it spilled all over my pants. My teacher, who was allergic to air freshened pants, made me take off my pants, causing my underwear to promptly fall off. My teacher apologised, and I told him that it was okay because I had extras. In Physics, we were studying Galileo's experiment with the feather and ball. The feather had been lost in our recent foray into black hole anatomy, so he needed a replacement. The rest of the class was asleep, and the only thing available was my underwear....
Anyway, there was my presentation with Pants Across America. The kid across the room was doing something about champagne on the moon and was showing us how bleu cheese could be used as a corkscrew. Just as I was changing into the Ohio pants, the cork suddenly flew off and the champagne soaked my underwear. The added weight allowed the wire from the cork that had hooked itself into my underwear pull my underwear off. Oh well.
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rjyoung was playing with scissors.(Trying to cut his Cheerios into equally sized pieces.) He missed and badly ripped my underpants. As I left the house, my mom reminded me to bring extra pants for my presentation on Pants Across America. Going into my English class, I tripped over an air freshener, and it spilled all over my pants. My teacher, who was allergic to air freshened pants, made me take off my pants, causing my underwear to promptly fall off. My teacher apologised, and I told him that it was okay because I had extras. In Physics, we were studying Galileo's experiment with the feather and ball. The feather had been lost in our recent foray into black hole anatomy, so he needed a replacement. The rest of the class was asleep, and the only thing available was my underwear....Anyway, there was my presentation with Pants Across America. The kid across the room was doing something about champagne on the moon and was showing us how bleu cheese could be used as a corkscrew. Just as I was changing into the Ohio pants, the cork suddenly flew off and the champagne soaked my underwear. The added weight allowed the wire from the cork that had hooked itself into my underwear pull my underwear off. Oh well.
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