Just when I thought it was safe to go back on stage...
You know what's better than having your bra strap break, or having the front of your costume torn? Having the zipper on your itty bitty booty shorts break, exposing what your mama gave you to the world.
Fortunately, this happened after my number. I did have to go on stage in that costume again, but I'm mostly hidden by a very large canvas at that particular moment, so I like to think no one saw. Other than all the people sitting stage right, I mean...
I should have been expecting it. After all, il n'y a jamais deux sans trois!
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