Burning your bra.
you must be reeeeal old
now it's all about the E.P.A
I just tossed a pair yesterday. After a bout of intestional flu not even SHOUT could get that crap out !
Framing your underwear.
The 60's burning our BRAS.
Shoving your "accidents" down the garbage disposal. I love that.
That's liberating. Either way you create air pollution. Burn them and destroy the ozone or keep them on & pollute the environment. Good one, Buk.
Thank you
Oh Thank you to the Creator of All and Angels or whatever there is. Buk is back to normal...whew.
More liberating...um...
Being able to not bother putting any dang clothes on in the first place. Just walk on outta the cave..wander through the forest, bop little rabbit foo foo on the head...grab her by the hair..um..never mind.
Crud..it's harder coming up with answers to these than your 'serious' ones...
Nothing! that's the ultimate freedom.
They do it all the time in politics....
You know they sell them now new with skid marks included so people will never know! But you can still burn them just for fun if you want! It may even feel more liberating!
Just don't wear any like me...talk about solace!
bloody font size....LOL
Yeah, I remember those old times when my older brother cuts his new t-shirt's sleeves and length, high up to his rib cage and use gels with tiny gold confettis. lol
walking through the walmart aisles with no pants on at all.
then when the police show up, telling them you have explosive diarrhea. i laughed so hard i wet myself.
very liberating
Ah, yes!
The late great 1960's WERE pretty liberating, weren't they...
(Of course...I was born in 1964, so...there's nothing more liberating than being 5 years old with a bunch of "very liberated" babysitters wearing thigh length skirts with no panythose, who would let me sit on their lap for hours at a time...Woo Yaw!)
Spitting on the sidewalk on a scorching July afternoon just to see how long it will take to evaporate. Good times, good times.
Only one thing could be more liberating than that.....burning the trolls.
like you still don't
Smoked sausage...
Burning your bra. I come from that era.
My mother told us of a time when she buried my older sister's diaper deep in the ground.
Liberty from torture achieved!
I can't think of anything.
Well if you want to play it on the safe side there's always Depends.
;)