I'm a man and I'm a pretty big fan of underwear, but not really to the point of these guys. They're all into it. In that way.
The only thing missing now is a high-five in front of a sunset.
As if folks needed another reason to not go to Cincinatti.
I don't know about you guys but if I came home to some guy playing around with my unattended underwears I'd get all up in his face. Without actually touching him though, because gross.
If you dream... does that not, in a way, make it true?
On a road trip once I saw a guy wearing a black trash bag as (what I assume to be) some kind of makeshift diaper. I don't know what that has to do with this.
Did Louis C.K. jerk off in front of two female comics? And why are these ladies squandering an opportunity to learn from a comedy legend?
Elliot said my breakup must have been due to the sweater curse, an unexplained phenomenon where anyone who gives their significant other a hand-knit sweater gets dumped. The only way to break the curse, Elliot said, was to destroy the sweater.
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