My girlfriend and I absolutely had to escape our quarantine pad this past weekend, so we did what most people do now that there’s only one place you can officially go — we went to the supermarket. And due to the fact that there’s both a national and local order to wear masks, we opted to make ours for this little jaunt using the no-sew fold method with a bandana (her) and a handkerchief (me). What we did not do, however, is opt to use my underwear.
But just so you know, if you’re lacking in supplies, you wouldn’t be the first person to breathe deeply into a pair of tighty-whities in a pinch.
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