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sarahb:

Anyone worth their salt knows a noodler lady would wear one of those tie-dyed tank tops from the fair with the ends shredded and beaded. Rape shirts, my high school boyfriend’s dad called them. Ah, Oklahoma.

(Thanks to Mia for the link)

I’d be offended if my first thought wasn’t “that’s entirely too tight and restrictive for noodling.”