Panty Liner Soccer
I love watching the cats play. Steve and Lola are batting something all over the kitchen floor. They’re having so much fun. Galloping to and fro – the epitome of feline friskiness.
I throw a glance their way – can’t quite make out what they’re playing with. White and… pink?? What are they playing with? It looks like a wad of toilet paper maybe? Nope. A paper towel? Noooooope.
It’s a panty-liner that they’ve stolen from the upstairs bathroom waste basket. It’s a panty liner that Steve is now carrying in his mouth. Thankfully, it’s a panty liner that has been rolled onto itself, thereby trapping any residual… (insert inappropriately descriptive imagery here) in its centre. And all I could think was this: Thank God we flush tampons.
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