OK, fruit of the loom.
I have been faithful to the brand now for forty years. I am now officially sick to death of them.
Every morning, when I pull on a new set of drawers, perhaps a bit too anal retentive in making sure they are on right side out, and always putting my left foot in first, I hope that I’ll be able to make it through the day without fighting, and I never do.
WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU THINKING? PUT THE GODDAMNED FLY IN THE SAME PLACE TWO TIMES IN A ROW, HUH? Everyt time I go digging for Roscoe, the goddamned fly has moved from one spot to another, making it a fishing expedition to find the flap. IF I HAD TIME TO DO THAT I WOULDN’T BE HERE. When I am standing in front of the urinal, it’s because I have to PISS.
Jesus. If I get down to fighting weight again soon, I’m gonna start freeballing.
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Thank you Og, I needed a laugh really bad and you delivered.
They’ve moved the fly? What have you been drinking?
I recall getting teased in the 7th grade by the girl who sat behind me in art class. She read off “Fruit of the Loom.”
No, the fly creeps around, the same way boxers ride up.
Wow! There are grown men who still wear drawers? I quit when I was about 12. Og, are you afraid you’ll have a wreck on the Suzuki & have to go to the hospital?
Go commando. Saves time, and that last drop is always guaranteed to show through.
Boxers are sexy. Really. They are. And I mean cotton ones….not 2 legged fighters or the canine variety.
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You know, I didn’t really need to hear any of that.
Maybe the Vicodin hid your Roscoe?
Boxer-briefs my man. Best of both worlds, especially for those of us unable to commit.
Bah, I’ve never used the fly. I just take the thumb and pull down the elastic. There is the occasional slip though, which causes the elastic to slap the ‘nads. But there’s no getting tangled up in the fly.
I have no problem with the construction; my problem is with the colour! White underwear? All that does is creep the old lady out when she sees the skidmarks…
“Maybe the Vicodin hid your Roscoe?”
hahahahaha!!!
Freeballing is the way to go, I hear. If my wife would let me (and if the South Florida humidity didn’t make it terribly unsanitary) I’d go Commando.
Boxers, you don’t have to worry about it then.
Yow! Sometimes I’m just glad Ima girl! You remind me of a Scott Adams post. :-)