College is a time of experimentation.
Sex, drugs, majors (well the schooling part was just an excuse for the parties), and underwear.
Yes, when I was 19 in some drug induced epiphany I decided to make a total change in my daily life.
Boxer Briefs! This will change my life! These things have the support of briefs, but I don’t look like a fucking tool!
For 9 years now the boxer briefs have ruled my life.
Until now! Upon packing for my trip I found myself with no clean undies, and 1hr till my car service arrived. Ahh! I gotta have clean underwear! What will the countless number of beautiful young ladies I bed think of my stinky skivvies?! So I turned to a bag in the corner of my closet where I have been putting the boxer shorts that my mom has bought me for X-mass for the last 9 years (don’t act like your mom doesn’t still give you underwear on X-mass). I put on a pair, and embarked on my journey.
Holy Shit!!! I feel like I was just released from prison! So free and easy! Like a cloud on a breeze in the spring, my cash n prizes were floating all over Charlotte N.C.! I was more productive, less grouchy, just good natured all around.
Long story boxer-short, the days of my miss-spent boxer-brief wearing youth have come to an end.
I am now a man.