Gardening for any length of time inevitably requires that I wash my feet afterward, you know...everything makes it's way through your shoes, socks and in between every toe! Toe jam at it's best.
Undressing to take a shower, I undo the clasp on my bra and a dusting of dirt particles falls from inside said apparel. I think, "Whoa, you might just be a hardcore gardner!"! Well, in my own way of course and now you know what else I have to wash!!!
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Sometimes you just gotta!
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Damn bras
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