Did you hear about the Russian cosmonaut that was outside of the space ship doing some job or the other when he was advised to return to base immediately because his battery pack was likely to malfunction and leave him in all kinds of poo?
He must have bought his power pack from the same little streets of Beira shop I did. I also didn’t give them a rave review on line.
First, what is the difference between a cosmonaut and an astronaut? Apparently nothing except Cosmonauts are trained and certified by the Russian Space Agency, and Astronauts are trained and certified by NASA and others. There you go hey, no love lost….
Secondly, this wardrobe malfunction probably has more serious implications, although not as widely watched or repeated on mainstream media, as Janet Jackson’s nipple gate. And various others.
There is immediate suspicion of course, when there is a wardrobe malfunction that ends up exposing some intimate bit in public that it was intentional, you know, for the publicity.
I have had the odd wardrobe malfunction, but I can assure you I was not coerced into the behavior and I don’t believe any publicity did me any favors.
Once I went to the office loo and tucked the bottom of my skirt into my panties. I wandered around the open plan area for a while with my bum cheek hanging out.
I was telling a friend about the incident and that I was contemplating killing myself, or at least resigning, and she said that she had gone to the lav and also tucked her skirt hem and the toilet paper she’d been using into her panties. She trailed a long stream of less than pristine loo paper from her panty elastic for some time.
I think she won.
This, unfortunately, has not been the worst incident I, (but mostly those witnessing), have suffered. Our Mandova was diligently cleaning out the lounge very early in the morning once and glanced out the lounge French doors, across the stretch of the verandah and straight into the bedroom French doors where I was leisurely clothing myself. Sadly, only in the very beginning stages of this dressing process.
We have never spoken of this, but it is not something he can unsee I suspect. He is no longer as diligent about cleaning so early and if he does, he keeps all the drapes closed and his head down. I suspect he has also started drinking. I know I have.