because people can see his underwear. At least that's what one of my coworkers said to me today.
I was helping lay out the pallets for tonight's truck when a nail got caught on the front of my pants and ripped them So I had a nice big tear that happened to show off my lucky rocket-ship underpants. (Not really, they were gray striped boxer briefs. Now you know more about my undies than you ever wanted to.
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I thought I could cover up the tear with my shirt, but I couldn't. One of the salesfloor people came into the backroom,l saw my ripped pants and my underwear peeking out from under it, and said "You're a real whore Irv."
"Me? How come?"
"Because I can see your underwear!"
"...okay....."
I ripped off a piece of clear packing tape, pulled the ripped flap of my pants back into place, and patched it up. Guess I get to go pants shopping again this weekend.
I was helping lay out the pallets for tonight's truck when a nail got caught on the front of my pants and ripped them So I had a nice big tear that happened to show off my lucky rocket-ship underpants. (Not really, they were gray striped boxer briefs. Now you know more about my undies than you ever wanted to.

I thought I could cover up the tear with my shirt, but I couldn't. One of the salesfloor people came into the backroom,l saw my ripped pants and my underwear peeking out from under it, and said "You're a real whore Irv."
"Me? How come?"
"Because I can see your underwear!"
"...okay....."
I ripped off a piece of clear packing tape, pulled the ripped flap of my pants back into place, and patched it up. Guess I get to go pants shopping again this weekend.
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