“In the Underwear Investigation System the people are represented by two separate, yet equally important groups. The freaks who leave panties lying about and the Intrepid Bloggers who prosecute the offenders. These are their stories.”
THUNK-THUNK!
Day One, 5pm: Sunset over the unders.
THUNK-THUNK!
Day Two: Panties still there, but looking a lot more gritty than yesterday.
THUNK-THUNK!
How long will they remain in the parking lot? I give it until Friday. We are Southerners and our capacity for ignoring the awkward or unpleasant is legend.
That made me laugh.
Mission Accomplished!
Good job.
If I were one to dress for Halloween, a uniform representing the FPU would so be appropriate here.
Hmmm…I’m trying to imagine that…
Tell me this wasn’t in the Homewood parking lot. We found a pair there a while back.
Nope, these are in the Prince lot.
panties, panties, everywhere. That and the single shoe. You rarely find a pair of shoes, but pairs of panties seem to be prevalent in all the finest Athens parking establishments…
When I worked at Publix in Winder we found a pair of panties in the deli.No body would claim them.We don’t know if a customer lost them or if an employee did.It was a great mystery.We laughed about it for days.
“I need a pound of coleslaw and a side of panties, please!”
Pingback: Law and Order FPU: Stakeout | Baddest Mother Ever
Pingback: Law and Order FPU: Vice Squad | Baddest Mother Ever
Pingback: Erh. Mah. GOOGLE. Srsly. | Baddest Mother Ever
Pingback: Panties of the Southern Wild | Baddest Mother Ever