I'm feeling a little down.
Not because I lost an appendage (or pet guinea pig or a ham sandwich) to a giant shark.
|Terrifying. But not as terrifying as the underwear department at Wal-Mart.|
They're not specifically "maternity" underwear.
They're just ... big.
I didn't think it would be that bad.
But then I took them out of their neat little package and picked one up.
And it started unrolling and unrolling and unrolling.
*cue Jaws theme song*
And it just kept unrolling ... and unrolling ... and unrolling.
*dunh, dunh, dunh, DUNH, DUNH, DUNH ... "
It's a true story, peeps.