I can’t decide whether this is the greatest thing ever or the worst, but either way I can’t stop thinking of an udder.
For better or worse . . . Handerpants.
(Thanks Ken Chino!)
I can’t decide whether this is the greatest thing ever or the worst, but either way I can’t stop thinking of an udder.
For better or worse . . . Handerpants.
(Thanks Ken Chino!)
That only creeps me out just a little bit. Or a lot. Either way…
Me a lot.
Ah yes… And now the world will finally know the long-lasting support, comfort, and might I add, the stylish buoyancy of the long suppressed fashion technology that is Handerpants.
I prefer boxers.
Disturbing. Especially when they get streaked with dirt.
Tar & nicotine skid-marks.
you’ve finally said something funny, congratulations!
Channeling my inner 7-year-old — glad you like it.