Dear Ann Landers, ell Lady Godiva she's not crazy and she's not alone. I've been doing my housework in my birthday suit for 20 years. I consider myself normal and intelligent. As a bride I was forever sewing torn seams and restitching pockets which had caught on knobs. One day I took off my housedress when I got soaked to the skin. (A frying pan plopped into the dishwater.) I so enjoyed the feeling of freedom that I've been cleaning house in the nude ever since. I can report only one minor mishap. Several months ago while iron-ing a bedsheet I stood a little too close to the board and burned my stomach. Nothing serious-just painful. Please warn the girls. -Me, In the Flesh
Dear You,
Sorry about your stomach, dearie. Take note, Jaybirds. Other hazards of prancing about unclothed are described in the next letter from Louisville.
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