Seriously, I don't want to write this at all.
But a friend of mine insisted that I write this post. Since he's my brother from another mother and father, I don't wanna disappoint him by not writing this post.
Again, KEEP THIS TO YOURSELVES. NEVER REPEAT THIS TO ANYBODY. I'LL MURDER YOU IF YOU DON'T.
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A couple of years ago while I was returning home from the faculty, I tuned in to FlyFM Rush Hour with Prem and Jules.
Then when they said FlyFM Myvi Cruisers were in Shah Alam for the day, I immediately went straight to their location of the second last crossing, which was at Extreme Park, Section 13 Shah alam.
But I was a bit unlucky. They were leaving the place.
I persuaded the guys to tell me where the last crossing would be, and they said it would be at Uitm Main Campus near Mawar College.
So I shot straight to the location, despite that they would only be there in the next 2 hours.
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After 2 hours of waiting, they came.
Sorry for the low picture quality. It was dark. As usual, they gave freebies to those who came, and if you answer their questions and play their games, you got more freebies.
I got a lot of freebies from them. I got the latest issue of Junk Mag, a manicure set, note books, memo pads, an alarm clock, 7 up revive, and for some strange reasons, they were giving out Kotex Style. And they gave me two of those.
Oh and I won a free VIP pass to a party at Zouk. It came with free bottomless liquor. But I sold those passes to someone else. All in all, aside from the VIP passes, the freebies they gave me were kinda cool.
But among the things that they gave me, Kotex Style sparked some kind of weird curiosity in me.
How does it feel? How does it feel?How does it feel? How does it feel?That question refused to get out of my brain. So to satisfy my curiosity, I tore one open and wore it.
I removed the adhesive paper and pasted it to my undies, and wore that for around 20 minutes.
I'm not shitting you.So if you, especially guys, ask me how does it feel, let me tell you this.
It was the most unpleasant piece of clothing that I ever wore. Period.
It felt like putting a live squid inside my underpants, wrapping its tentacles around my b***s.It also felt weird with the thing brushing against
"The-part-which-must-not-be-named".
I don't know how girls learned how to put up with that kind of uncomfortable feeling.
I thought of taking a leak while wearing it, just to test its absorbing capabilities, but I doubt it could withstand my water stream.
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Now I'm beginning to regret writing this post.
Seriously my market among girls now will hit rock bottom.