hair shirt
A piece of clothing that makes your back feel like it’s on fire and your soul is screaming for mercy. Basically, the devil’s revenge in fabric form.
My grandma wore a hair shirt every Sunday. I think it was her way of telling God, 'I’m sorry for stealing your cookies.'
My priest said wearing a hair shirt was like getting a wedgie from the Pope.
I tried a hair shirt once. My back was so sore, I could’ve cried. I didn’t. I just cursed my ancestors.