What is it ?! It's not what you think. I'm not talking about one's addiction to the bun warmer in your minivan nor your Starbuck's machiatto after delivering your child safely to preschool. Or even Trader Joe's chocolate covered espresso beans. It is the mommies in their low ridin', hip huggin', too precious jeans with a view of TMI butt crack. We used to call this plumber's crack when men did it. Now the mommies have taken over in spades. Is nothing sacred anymore? Mommy Crack...coming to a sandbox near you.
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