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Handerpants


Handerpants | Photo by Neil de la Flor

Ma bought me a pair of underwear for my hands or Handerpants. I’m going to wear them to school. I’m going to wear them to soccer practice too. I’m going to wear them when I play pool with the next door neighbor’s cat. Ma said I shouldn’t ever never go anywhere without my Handerpants because that would be radish. Not sure what she means by radish. Maybe she has rashes on her hands and that’s why she’s wearing Handerpants. Or maybe she’s just a lunatic who buys underwear for hands. Or maybe she is a lunatic with rashes under her Handerpants that are caused by an allergic reaction to her eating radishes. Maybe she’s a cat. Or a finger puppet.

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