Today was my twentieth birthday, at least it will be “today” if I can get blogger to work within the next fifteen minutes.
As birthdays go it was pretty mild, not a whole lot of noise and celebration. The decadence was definitely lacking. I did have a couple of friends come by the night I got in from Puerto Rico, they stopped on their way back to NY from Cape Cod and hung out here until I returned from work I had to do late this morning.
These “lovelies” planted tomatoes for my birthday, which might sound weird to you but it was by request because I am way too lazy to do it. I wanted tomatoes and they took care of it for me; they are pretty cool friends who, even though they were both brought up in he city, like to get their hands dirty once in awhile. Now I hope the tomatoes grow. We went and ate some lobster after the “tomato viewing”, lobster is at least one thing they do pretty well up here.
I also received not less then twenty-five pair of underwear. This may seem odd but I always request underwear when people ask and this year it seemed no one really minded purchasing it. Some of it was here when I arrived home, and some came today. I really do have awesome friends.
I am not much of a consumer whore. I don’t shop as a pastime. I never really buy something I don’t need just because everyone else has it, buying things never does it for me. Underwear is different. I need to buy as much of it as I can as often as I can.
My feeling on underwear is that one always needs new underwear, and the better the underwear the better you feel. There is nothing like good underwear, bad underwear can totally wreck your day and make you look like shit. Good underwear can make you feel like the coolest shit to be walking the earth. One should always have the best underwear one can afford. Cheap underwear just does not fit correctly nor does it feel good, and by that I mean you shouldn’t really feel your underwear, underwear should feel like you are wearing nothing at all.
I also figure that underwear should be hot as hell even if it never sees the light of day. If for some reason you get into an accident, and they have to rip off your clothes, like they do in trauma situations, you want them to say “damn that is some hot underwear”; you don’t want them to look at these white cotton briefs and think “oh my grandmother has some of those”.
Even saggy breasts and the fattest dropped asses look better in good underwear so take note of this.
I have neither saggy breasts, or a fat dropped ass, (you can take my word on that or not although I do have plenty of ass), but then again I am only nineteen twenty. My time may come and it may come sooner than later if there is a God, and he is looking down at this and thinking ‚we got to teach that insolent, fine assed, pert breasted, nineteen twenty year old a lesson.
I am only suggesting good underwear to everyone for their own good, believe me.
Everyone should have some of these take my word for it.
You’re girlfriends will love them too because they are not that really trashy stuff you guys often like to purchase for your girlfriends to wear, you know the stuff she wouldn’t�t be caught dead in and feels like it is sticking into you and itches your skin. This stuff is THE best and most comfortable.
The must have most comfortable thong around.
These just are so comfortable you can’t be without them.
The standard boy shorts, these are what you want.
I am going to sleep on my bed full of new underwear.
What are you going to do?
Oh and they found out who “Deep Throat” is.
I guess that has some significance to people the age of say.…my parents , but after all these years why wreck the mystery.
I love mystery.
