My tampons friend

Yes, we all loath the day our period breaks out and it always seems to happen when you need to squeeze into a bikini, attend an all white party, or have a sexcapade with your partner. But like many woman I have those light drizzle beginnings that turn into the monstrous hurricane Katrina ready to take out New Orleans. With those bad days I might as well be wearing a diaper sunk in bed with a hot tottie and ginger snaps (Yes my snacks are those of an alcoholic 80 years old women but that's another story).Well it just so happened on one if those tidal wave days I was expected to be at a friends house party and while I squeezed into my ting blue jeans i also made sure to be packed with my tampon and extra linings. I made it through the party, eating, drinking, and gabbing and safely made it back home with my hubby. While getting ready for bed and reading to change my tampon I pulled one out and noticed something else. Another freaking tampon! What the heck! I screamed over to my husband laughing my ass off. Who does this? Well apparently after talking to some friends this apparently has happened to most women. Go ahead and google two tampons at once. Best of luck to you, remember your tampon doesn't need a friend and if it does I am sorry you must have had octoplets.