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Join Date: Oct 2012
Location: the hypergamous cock carousel
Depends on what it is, I suppose. There was an instance a year (?) or so ago when I went to cross the street, framed from all directions by lines of impatiently waiting cars. Just as I about reached the half-way point, my petticoat slipped out from under my skirt, dropped to my ankles, and nearly took me out. I was actual seconds from eating pavement and am at least 90% sure I straight up flashed an entire lane. I managed to catch myself at the last moment, though, and calmly made my way to the sidewalk.
Glancing back, the expressions on the drivers' faces were hilarious. I laughed about it for the rest of the day.