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Showing posts with label presents. Show all posts
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Tuesday, 27 December 2011
Tuesday, 14 December 2010
Knickers
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| Real Knickers |
I'm talking about the different approach Men and Women have to underwear.
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| Funny pictures, broad elastic, good absorption |
Guys wear pants/boxers/y-fronts etc. to protect their vulnerable and sensitive areas from friction, to absorb any bodily fluids/solids which might escape during manly farting and to soak up any late-release pee caused by an enlarged prostate. We want solid reliability, comfort, resilience, good broad elastic, high absorption ratios and if at all possible, funny pictures. We do not want lace, frills, see-through panels, gaps, elastic waistbands and never, ever, sequins.
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| Lace AND frills |
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| Gaps |
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| Ribbons AND sequins |
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| How much would these soak up? about 1 ml. |
I know about these things. I'm a man. I've been buying my underwear for 5 years. I'm in my late 50s, but 5 years is the length of time between my Mum buying my keks, and my Beloved buying my keks. But they knew what I wanted.
I am completely lost when it comes to buying panties for my beloved as a Christmas present.
As soon as a guy walks into these shops, or even the specialised area of a department store, he can feel the disdainful looks of every woman in the area, plus hear the barely audible giggling emanating from the sales assistants.
Why on earth would women want to wear such things? They're completely impracticable. They're diaphanous, glittery, full of holes, trimmed with lace, in awful colours and amazingly expensive. But we're stuck. It's just a little stocking filler, but I can just see her face if I bought her a pair of Jockey shorts a la Dan Carter. No, these have to be appropriate. So I'll go for the purply-pinksh colour trimmed in a sort of a puce lacy stuff. I know she'll like it, because the smiling sales assistant said so. But it didn't have any funny pictures on it. It's a mystery.
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| Where's the funny pictures? |
It's also a mystery why they're referred to as a pair of panties. I'm only buying one, so why a pair?
Ah the peculiarities of the English language; ever a joy.
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