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O! the embarrassment.
There I was in class, working away happily, and rolling sort of okay (was rolling better yesterday! Claire complemented me on improvement), when I heard the dreaded *rrrrrip!*
Yes, my gi pants ripped, right on my ass. Just low enough so the top doesn't cover. And not a seam giving way, either--the fabric itself ripped.
I thought this only happened in sitcoms.
Yes, my gi pants ripped, right on my ass. Just low enough so the top doesn't cover. And not a seam giving way, either--the fabric itself ripped.
I thought this only happened in sitcoms.