Once, when I was about six years old, I was so fed up and frusterated with women’s tight-a**, itchy-a**, ugly-a** underwear, that I stole a pair of my dad’s underwear. I hid it in my bedroom and slept in it every single night. I accidentally got s*** all over it because I was f****** six, but I continued to sleep in it until I got an a** rash. When I decided it was time to say goodbye, I went to the bathroom with it, dumped out all the trash from the trash can out onto the floor, put the underwear in, and then covered it with all the trash that was in there before.
