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.
That extra barrier of thin cotton is not really much of anything. As long as Bob invest in some decent jeans with double stitching, I feel confident to let Bob go anywhere,,,,
But it is still a Huge Bomb to be dropped.
Kinda upset at myself for seeing the clues and not drawing the correct conclusion,,,,,,
Where’s my coffee?
Y’know what? Jesus and Buddha never wore underwear. And look at how they turned out!
Bad example. Just remembered that one was poisoned and the other was nailed to a tree.
Rasputin! No… Hitler! No….
Bah. I rule.
Hitler wore briefs. Very tight ones as you might imagine. In fact there are some historians that feel boxers may have saved millions of lives.
Jesus and Buddha took advantage of robes to hide stuff to trick people into thinking they were all up with the magic. And sandals on desert cause less pounding and thusly less swaying. So not as much need for protection.
If they had underpants and jeans back then we would have skipped mythology and gone right to science as a species. Too much room down there gives people bad ideas.
As far as the Sons of Margaret are concerned, we offically have no comment
I go commando from time to time myself, but not at work. ;P
“Sons of Margaret”
That sounds like you guys need to get on the ball (bad pun) and fullfill some long sought out prophecy that needs taking care of,,,
Get moving!!!
Or is it a \”friends of Dorothy,\” kind of thing?
Or maybe \”Elders Of Zion?\”
And where does the freeballing fit into your strange cult\’s agenda?
We start the cullings on the new year, first stop … middle east (to many wackos there), brief layover in DC to take care of our idiots in charge