The Velawesomeraptor Himself (clayrobeson) wrote,
The Velawesomeraptor Himself

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Tighty Whitey, Lefty Loosy...


I make no secret of the fact that I'm a boxer-brief man. They're awesome when you're active, but I'm not active. Except for those few hours a week on stage where I could be ANYTHING. You get the support of briefs, but the longer legs keep them from riding up your ass like briefs do when you're running and jumping and dancing to Jesus Christ, Superstore. I won't even get into what happens when you're wearing boxers and bouncing around a lot.

Today, however, I'm just wearing plain old boxers. I must say, the freedom is something I didn't realize I'd been missing. I may have to switch off and only wear the boxer-briefs on days where I'll be active somehow. When I'm sitting here in my stall, sprawled in my spinny chair, wearing baggy cords... it's sort of liberating. Almost like walking outside after a long day in the office... sort of.

Do your ears hang low
Do they wobble to and fro?
Can you tie them in a knot?
Can you tie them in a bow?
Can you throw them over your shoulder
Like a continental soldier
Do your ears hang low?

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