Hole "E" Underwear and Lessons Learned posted 6/6/2007 5:42:02 PM | 5 kudos what's this?     report abuse tagged: humor

Wolf36

I suppose all of us have some faults and quirks that make us unique. One of my major shortcomings is I don’t like things to change. I drive an older model car, I still have a cassette player stereo and my TV set still has knobs on it. Now mind you I’m not a pack rat, I will throw things away and my house is very neat and clean but I simply get used to things and don’t like to replace them.

This brings me to my story. About a month ago, I came upon a pair of underwear, (briefs) that were really a candidate for the rag bag. There was a hole the size of a small pancake in the rear and even by my standards they were finished. As I headed to the rag bag, I had a thought, “what if I ever need an extra pair?” After all, I am a bachelor and the laundry does pile up from time to time. It would be better than wearing nothing at all, wouldn’t it? Well heck, of course it would so I filed
them away, back in the rear of my dresser drawer.

Well last weekend it happened, I ran out of clean underwear and I had a dilemma, “do I go bareback or do I quickly do a load of laundry?. All of a sudden the lighbulb went off inside my head, “hey, I saw this coming and I’m prepared, I’ve got an emergency pair.” Well something is better than nothing so smiling from ear to ear I proudly put them on. All I was going to do was mow the yard, who would ever know?

Anyway, my house sits on a very busy road and much of my mowing is right along the road. Also, on Saturdays my little town has many yard sales so the traffic was extremely heavy on this day. While doing my chore, I seemed to be very popular. Cars were honking and people were pointing to me and smiling on a regular basis. The fact is, it made me a little paranoid and on 2 occasions, I stopped and checked my fly, to make sure I was zipped up. I finally decided that my paranoia was not founded and I began to enjoy my new celebrity status. I would wave and the cars would honk. Everybody seemed to be so happy on this Saturday morning.

Finally my work was finished and I went inside to clean up. As I walked into my bathroom I caught a glimpse of what had brought on my new found stardom. The rear seam in my khaki’s had ripped out all the way from the crotch to my belt loop. Since I had a hole you could have thrown a football through in my underwear, the moon was shinning brightly . As I stood there red faced and pondered what the entire town must now be thinking of me, I looked upwards to the heavens and said, “good one god.”

Now I’ve learned something from this humiliating experience. Sometimes even if it hurts and even if you have become attached to an object, there comes a time when you may have to bite the bullet and throw it away. Also I’ve learned, it’s darn hard driving and walking around town, wearing a grocery sack over your head.:)

Wolf

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