And Now...

A Public Service Announcement from Kerrie:

Dear annoying lady who sits in front of me in choir.
We all know you wear granny panties.
You really don't need to prove it by letting them show 4 inches above your pants every time you bend forward to pick up your water bottle.
If you're wearing a thong, it might be a different story. Sure, I'd still be disgusted and appalled, but I might feel obligated to give you props for trying to keep sexy alive after 60.
But you don't wear thongs, do ya?
No.
You wear giant, white, cotton, Just My Size, "I have completely given up on any thoughts or hopes of fornication" undies and we don't need to see them.
Nobody needs to see them.

Ever.

Thank you.