…. before I go get the wee niece …..
YOU ARE THE BIGGEST OFFENDER OF THEM ALL!!!
I JUST SAW YOU AND YOUR JIBBLIES OUT THERE JIBBLING AROUND!
Must I draw my blinds, live in darkness, stare at the ground, grope about with my eyes squeezed shut??
For a man of the cloth, Father Tawny, you sport about in precious little of it when it’s your laundry day. Look, this is not some “Free to be You and Me Commune” here. That notion sounded all nice and crap when I was a kid, but the reality is wrong and dangerous and …. just plain gross.
You know what you are free to do, though? You are free, Father Tawny, to be ME, actually.
A person who wears clothes.
This ain’t the Garden of Eden.
I do not absolve you.
what’s with these people??? I don’t understand. I REALLY REALLY don’t.
Just ewwwwwww!
BTW I’ve been gone for a week. Loved catching up on your blogs!
Ewwwwwwwwww!
A lady shouldn’t have to deal with THAT, especially from a man of the cloth.
(And – what is it with “shundies”? I can’t say that I’ve ever seen them. Are they like really loose boxer shorts? That’s what I’m envisioning – when I let my mind GO there, which I usually don’t).
Episcopalians… *sigh*
I hate to break guy silence, here – don’t tell or they’ll kick me out of the union…
Guys, in general, do not think “fashion,” they think “comfort.” For example: you take an hour to look absolutely perfect, then recoil in horror at your guy’s appearance and ask him to correct it. This takes twelve seconds, and consists primarily of making sure his fly is zipped and his shirttails (should he have any) are tucked. Insist on better and you’ll get it, but you’ll notice that for the rest of the night, the guy is wriggling about, somehow maneuvering his body without disturbing the shell of clothing. You think he’s fidgety*; he’s just trying to line up the wrinkles in his body with the wrinkles in the outfit – on the theory that if he must be socially awkward, he can at least be physically comfortable.
And so, to the undergarments. A guy’s definition of “wearable” when it comes to briefs has nothing to do with the appearance of the undergarment. This means that he will wear the item until the holes in it are so large that he is no longer certain which ones came with it.
Theoretically, guys learn from youth that their comfort should not make others uncomfortable. The Rev needs some remedial modesty. At the very least, he should be thinking of you, if not of his office.
*The important thing is that he is not fidgety as a sign of displeasure with you. It’s not a commentary on you at all. That’s why he can’t understand why you’re upset with him at the end of the evening; he went, didn’t he? He even smiled, friendly-like, despite feeling like too much pig in too little blanket. He did it for you, his best beloved; please understand and let him get into his shundies when he gets home!
Awesome! “Nightfly explains men’s undies to us all.”
But does comfort trump HORROR? That’s what I want to know!
Well, I’m fairly horrified myself right now, so I’d have to say NO. He’s got to cover up. Even in good repair, undergarments should remain UNDER.