by teresa
On my second pair of pants already today (and it's only 11:10).
A stain? A broken zipper? A rip in the pocket?
maybe.
Or....
maybe I went to sit on the potty and the toilet seat broke off, sending me flying to the floor and my uncontrollable laughing kept me from focusing on "holding it" till I climbed back on the pot.
You decide.
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