Having thighs that follow the title of Kimya Dawson's most recent album, one would think I would anticipate the occasional chafing. Or at least consider the (not very) remote possibility of it occurring before walking 12 blocks in fishnets. My thighs are starting their own revolution due to both gym-induced soreness and chafing stupidity.
To quote Easy A, "she'll be walkin' funny tomorrow." And then I shall just torture them more. What a sadist am I.
Ouch!
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