Folks I have a disgusting admission, and I need some help. Fair warning.
Wednesday started like any other day; got up, took a shower, put on a new pair of underwear, etc. ….Astros win…
Thursday morning, I woke up extremely late, jumped out of the shower and grabbed the first pair of underwear I could find…accidentally grabbing the same pair I had worn the day before. Disgusting, I know, but don't act like it has never happened to you….Astros win….
I think you see where this is going
Today, thankfully, I wore fresh drawers like a normal member of civilization….until…. When the Bregman struck out in the 7th, I knew what I had to do. Yeah, you're got damn right I dug through the hamper and put those dirty boxers back on.
I STEPPED UP. The results speak for themselves.
Disgusting, I know. The only question now is what's the play? They are thankfully back in the hamper where they belong at the moment. I am torn between normal human hygiene expectations and the fierce superstition that is baseball fandom.
Wednesday started like any other day; got up, took a shower, put on a new pair of underwear, etc. ….Astros win…
Thursday morning, I woke up extremely late, jumped out of the shower and grabbed the first pair of underwear I could find…accidentally grabbing the same pair I had worn the day before. Disgusting, I know, but don't act like it has never happened to you….Astros win….
I think you see where this is going
Today, thankfully, I wore fresh drawers like a normal member of civilization….until…. When the Bregman struck out in the 7th, I knew what I had to do. Yeah, you're got damn right I dug through the hamper and put those dirty boxers back on.
I STEPPED UP. The results speak for themselves.
Disgusting, I know. The only question now is what's the play? They are thankfully back in the hamper where they belong at the moment. I am torn between normal human hygiene expectations and the fierce superstition that is baseball fandom.