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ok...that's funny...if not just a little bizarre... :blink:

Well the story is some chick pick me up in a bar and I woke up the next morming in her bed to the smell of bacon frying and her Jockey briefs over my head. Unable to find my pants I splipped her Jockeys on. A bit tight but they sure are comfortable. Went out and bought the largest size for myself. I just wish they came in a warm fuchsia or a hot chartreuse.

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