Going Commando

Today is a special day. Not only is it Friday the 13th, it’s the day that marks the completion of my first week of Going Commando. Taking a page from my girl’s book, I’ve stopped wearing underwear. That’s right folks, everything you’ve read or viewed from me over the last five days (and this includes our inventive, tentatively-titled Manchild Drink Beer series) was created in a state of previously unmet comfort - just naked skin covered by a thinning layer of blue jeans (Button fly. What do I look like, a masochist?).

Now I know why our Governor always looks so calm and collected. Free-ballin’ man!

Going Commando. Recommended.

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  • Filed under: Apocalypse, Beer, Chico, sex
  • Underwear goes..WHERE!?!

    With all this talk about the Stimulus check and social empathy, I thought a nice lil music video would be a great way to tie it all together. I heard this spoken rap, by Lazy Boy, a few years ago and every once a year I am reminding of it, while waiting in the drive thru, behind twenty cars, when there is NO ONE inside, at the counter, or when I see a homeless man, asking for change. This is a great commentary on how we act towards each other, as human beings. So take a break from your day, sit down, and laugh a little, while being reminded that your underwear goes OUTSIDE your pants. He may be lazy, but this boy is def on to something!

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