sometimes, it’s nice to be told what to do or what to wear. Sometimes. I’m usually more of an alpha type than that…but every once in a while it’s nice to not have to think. Today was one of those days. I didn’t want to think of much. I don’t have to go get groceries – I’m traveling next week for work and only have one day in the office – so I’ll just buy lunch. I have to pack, but only thought about putting the clean clothes away.
On that note, I decided to fish out these sexy little numbers to wear today. After all, it’s the only day I can wear them, as they tell me – they’re for Sundays. Super comfortable, super fun to wear and I love to be told what to do…sometimes!
Damn it. I haven’t been able to sleep wondering what would happen if this seemingly harmless pair of underwear were worn on, say, a Monday, Thursday, or — god forbid — a Friday??? Would the very fabric of men’s underwear design be torn asunder and cast into a chaotic netherworld of tragic convergences of time and space resulting in a horrifying new reality where the only brand of men’s clothing is Garanimals?? I must know!!!