Undies

When I was a lad of fourteen my finger caught in a machine; the ambulance came and said, to Mom’s shame; “O M G, his undies aren’t clean!”

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Paula Goldsmith

Date: 8/14/2023 9:34:00 AM

Congratulations on your win. A creative write. I guess this way they say, "always wear clean undies." Fun Read... Have a great day.............

Terry Miller
Date: 8/18/2023 2:43:00 AM

Thank you Paula, always appreciate your visits and kind words.

Sam Kauffman

Date: 8/10/2023 12:45:00 PM

Painful on a lot of levels, Terry! Hope your finger is OK! At least the undies can be washed! Blessings!

Terry Miller
Date: 8/18/2023 2:43:00 AM

Thanks Sam