Or Commondo. Angry Bob has been going Commando all these years and I didn’t know it. How does one go about resuming normalcy after a bomb like this gets dropped? Well I start by putting it on the internet.
Sure the hints were there. i’d seen this mans ass crack on more than a few occasions and it should have registered that I didn’t see underwear bands. But until tonight when he confessed to this dark dark secret, I hadn’t let myself think about it. And it’s not a dark, dark secret to him. To me this is a dark, dark secret. I just wished it had remained one.
I’ve stood right next to this man on hundreds of occasions!
For the love of god he’s ridden in my cars countless times!
Even my new one!
And all of this without the normal expected extra barrier between his boys and me or my car seat.
I myself made the switch from briefs a few years ago. Briefs are too tight. I want some extra room down there. I can understand that need. But holy dancing moses I don’t want them just swinging around all willy-nilly like paddle balls.
Someone could get hurt.
And you need a little something extra in the cold.
It’s not just water that produces shrinkage.
And what about zippers?
Do you really want to take that kind of a chance?
That’s like running with scissors.
Damn it Bob did Something About Mary teach us nothing?
Ok. Obviously this is a controversial subject. But despite the personal and societal implications of what I will objectivelly call “a choice,” we can not let these things divide us. I still love you Bob! Damn it I do!
I don’t care what anyone says.
No matter what the fallout I’m here for you.
I may not agree with your “choice,” but I’ll defend to the grave your right to make it.
You are
and forever will be
my friend.
Whatever they will say I’ll stand by you.
Well, not too closely.
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