Comments on Redneck Diva: Don't bring me down

HillbillyMom-Used to my husband would come ...

2005-07-29T22:58:00.000-05:00

HillbillyMom-Used to my husband would come out to see why I was laughing hysterically at the computer. Now he just ignores me. When I've tried to explain to him why things are so funny, he just doesn't get it. I find rolled underwear stories hilarious myself. Him, not so much. In fact, he was mortified I even wrote about my underwear in the first place.

I donated a pair of underwear to the little league baseball field once. Sometimes you just reach your limit.

Courtney-Ooh I've had some like that, too! You feel violated, don't you? :D

Penny-Some days going commando is awfully inviting . . . but what keeps me wearing the panties is the thought of being in a carwreck and them having to cut off my jeans and then my cooter would be exposed to the entire universe and even if I were dead and mangled, I think I'd be mortified. Of course, them cutting off my jeans to find rolled up underwear around my thighs would be pretty bad, too . . . Thanks for stopping by!

Panties - you can't live with em and you can't liv...

2005-07-29T22:41:00.000-05:00

Panties - you can't live with em and you can't live without em. Loved the story.

I used to have a pair of underwear that was cut a ...

2005-07-29T08:53:00.000-05:00

I used to have a pair of underwear that was cut a little higher than what I usually wear. I thought they made my but look like it had four cheeks instead of two. I think everyone can relate to an uncomfortable underwear story!

Courtney
The Small Town Starlit

You shouldn't make me laugh out loud so late at ni...

2005-07-29T01:38:00.000-05:00

You shouldn't make me laugh out loud so late at night. My family might think somebody pleasant has broken in.

OK, now this is just between you and me, right? One time, I got so fed up with a pair of panties that I threw them away in a Sonic bathroom and drove home without any! Shhh...I have never told anyone about this. Maybe I should not tell you, and send it to Postsecret. Nawww. You're like redneck family. And that's what worries me. On the bright side, if you tell, the 55-gallon barrel killer will be so disgusted that he will leave me alone.