Once upon a time, I lived with three other girls. Sandra, Tammy, and Esther were their names. We were poor but happy. People would give us hand-me-down clothes and we would excitedly look through the bags to see what treasures we could find. (some of us were more excited about this than others) One day, there was a pair of satin PJ's. None of us wanted them, maybe because they were fluorescent pink but it could be because we were shopped out. We started daring each other to wear them in different situations and laughing about it. One dare was made to me to wear them on my honeymoon and I said, "If I'm married before I'm 30, I'll wear them."
Well the years went by and the PJ's disappeared in my many moves. As I was unpacking boxes in my new apartment, they magically appeared. Since I'm only 29, I'm gonna have to wear them sometime next week.
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