Bugs, Heat and Humidity or Not Ready For Chippindales

One of the biggest negs down there is the bugs, man. They used to crawl into all my clothes and cause me to suddenly do an unintended Chippendales for my lady friends. Got to the point where I walked around my house nude just to not feel a palmetto in my clothes.

Darned if I didn’t catch my next door neighbor, a lonely transplanted senior Southern widow from Atlanta, peeking through the window one day and doubling up in laughter. That hurt both my pride and my ventilation system to keep cool so much that I hightailed it out of Florida and never looked back.

Crawlies In My Undies

Lady friend of mine from NYC moved down and had a change of heart. One night she laid out her nightie and undies on the bed, hopped in the shower, came out and jumped right into to her fresh lingerie. Didn’t realize that some crawlie got in her lower undies while she was showering. I tell ya, she flew out of those drawers faster than Catwoman could say “meow.” She packed her bags and headed back to NYC in a jiffy!

Hey, don’t let that discourage you…do what another friend does down there…she gives every piece of clothing a thorough shaking before jumping into it.