As I Promised, My Underwear Epiphany (for men)

**DISCLAIMER: If you are a female and see that this post says for men, please do not let that keep you from reading it. I promise it will provide plenty of insight. And my current plan is to have a female version out soon - dependent on my ability to find someone who has gone through it.

I had never thought of writing this post until an anonymous reader posted a comment to the post about Whale Tails & Credit Cards.  They mentioned that even though I said that I can't stand when people show their crack or thong, I am constantly showing the top of my boxers. I must say that it is true, on occasion the top of my boxers will show above my waist of my pants. The part where I justify this is where I said that I do not like it when people show their crack and thong. I do not wear thongs and I do not show my crack. So HA anonymous blogger! Joke's on you!

Whale Tails & Credit Cards

I promised someone today that I would write this post. We were sitting in a large group of people and both of us noticed a larger kid that had at least half of his butt hanging out of his pants. It was disgusting. And it didn't get better. In fact, if anything, it got worse as he was constantly bending over/throwing himself around on the floor. He was definitely cracking. You know what, though? This was not the only experience that I had today that made me want to write this post. Today a girl was getting out of my car and as she was getting out, she had a huge whale tail. If you don't know what a whale tail is, it's when a girl wheres a thong and it shows above her pants and below her shirt. The resulting image resembles a whale's tail therefore earning the name "whale tail".

My Lazy Problem (part1)

I have a problem. Now before you start thinking, "I thought you weren't going to talk about your clumsiness again until you absolutely had to!" I would like to let you know that clumsiness is not the problem to which I am referring. In fact, if you read the title of this post, it tells you my problem is laziness. Now that you know my problem, I am considering wrapping this post up and saving some cyber trees. (yes there are such things, and if there are not, then I would like to ask everybody to go write a Wikki entry about cyber trees right now)

Since I am actually not a cyber-eco activist and I would like a chance to introduce everybody to Savior, I will go ahead and finish this post. Before I begin, here is my formal admittance that I have been lazy almost my entire life. However, my laziness reached its all time high when I moved out of the house for the summer between my junior and senior year. Most people say that when one finally gets out on their own, their maturity takes over and they somehow become instantly responsible. Unless I am just a strange case, I beg to differ.