Odd Inquiry
I answer the phone to hear the question "Boxers or briefs?", and stammer "uh.. boxers I guess." The caller says "No your husband, boxers or briefs?" I answer (which is not relevant to the story really) and we hang up, I think to myself "Hmmm... I wonder if they remember that I don't have sighting of K's underwear these days." (and that my friends is a true blessing.)
Gentle caller, I hope my impromptu reply has given you the answer you needed concerning K's unmentionables. I have to request that anyone else wanting information of that type to put your request in writing and submit it to K personally. I have nothing to do with his underpants and would prefer my thoughts free of his undies. I don't even wash his underwear if at all possible, he's completly responsible for his own skives these days.
Now I think I'll need an internet porn cleansing to get the images of his laundry out of my head.
*note: the caller was a GUY and not K's boyfriend! Dude... do we need to have a talk
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