I was cleaning my room the other day when I discovered a mysterious pair of panties. As panties go, they're quite cute - a dark purple with multicoloured polka dots.

So far I have been unable to determine the strange source of the spontaneous pantybustion, except that being the lovely image that they are, I may have popped them into existence through a manifestation of my potent subconscious. Another possibility is that a beautiful ninja succubus slipped through my window at night and left them as a momento of our Morpheus twist or merely as a wyrd fairy token to aid my slumber.

Now all I'm left to do is to think of 101 surreal / hilarious ways to dispose of a pair of panties.