Going without underwear taught me that underwear is the body bag we wear before we die. It taught me that whenever my wife lets me in the same room, let alone the same bed, it's a goddamn miracle. It taught me that koalas aren't the only ones who suffer from koala ass. And most important of all: wet wipes. Alcohol-free. Sensitive skin. With a bracing splash of eucalyptus.Adventures in sacrifice.
From Peggy.
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