White boyshort panties with Freaky Fuck on back.
This phrase I feel like can go on the boy short or tank but most people don’t feel really comfortable with that, in public. I get it. It always amazes me how well some people hide their freak flag. It’s usually the quiet ones, who observe, smile discreetly to themselves, and seem like they are always thinking. It’s the really sweet ones that can end up the freakiest. When I was younger we would go to a male strip club (where I am from), usually for a birthday or bachelorette or just because and they take everything off! It was always the quiet one who after a few drinks in her, was jumping on stage trying to tackle those poor men. It would come out of no where but was hilarious to watch. That is, until it was time to go. We would have to drag her out of there kicking and screaming, smiling to ourselves, excited over telling her the next day what she did! So fun!
