As a child, I was concerned about decency and modesty. I would always button my shirt to the very top button. I never undressed around other people — it didn’t matter who it was. So you can imagine my consternation when, in 1997, my pants were sucked off from the force created by a 30-horsepower … Continue reading The Pants
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