Thursday, September 1, 2011

Condoms in a Fanny Pack

As K sped out the door for work yesterday morning, THIS fell out of his fanny pack.

Whaaaat. Is that.

Alarmed, I sleepily strode over and picked up his contraceptive, somewhere in the back of my head wondering why he would keep them in his fanny pack. And why he even has a fanny pack.

It was then that I realized it was no condom.

It was a lens cleaning wipe.

Whoops... my bad. I think I've been watching too much Maury.


  1. Maury can do that to you. I sometimes watch trashy daytime talk shows and become convinced that my boyfriend is impregnating random women.

    But I get it, that does look exactly like a condom. I would have been ready to cut him too.

  2. Thanks for supporting my irrational Maury-induced fears, Allie.