To My Former Sweetheart the Drunk

Today's post is dedicated to Donna K., one of my more illustrious ex-girlfriends, who was crazier than all fuck [to the point of once threatening me with a broken bottle because I'd suggested one of her cats was "gross"] but had, hands down, one of the single greatest pairs of panties I'd ever seen: A little pink number with "It Ain't Gonna Lick Itself" across the front.