Life was peaceful with my son, Jake, until our new neighbor, Lisa, started hanging her underwear outside her window — right in front of Jake’s!
One day, Jake asked, “Why does Mrs. Lisa have her underwear outside? Are they for her hamster?” I knew I had to do something.
So, I sewed the world’s largest pair of granny panties — big enough for a parachute — and strung them up right in front of Lisa’s window.
When she came home and saw them, she freaked out. “Is that a parachute?” she screamed.
I walked over, smirking, “Thought I’d start a new trend. You know, neighborhood laundry?”
Lisa was furious but eventually gave in. “Fine, I’ll move my laundry. Just… take it down.”
I grinned. “Deal. Flamingos are totally your color.”
And just like that, peace was restored. As for Jake, I told him superheroes keep their underwear secret — and that’s why Lisa’s were hanging outside!
