Dirty Underwear

This past weekend the phinlet and I had to evacuate, well it was only Sunday afternoon, but an evacuation was in full effect. The missus, the mother-in-law and the youngest sister-in-law were hosting a Lingerie Shower for the middle sister-in-law, and well, that's just no place for a man to be. Nope, I'll pass on hearing a bunch of women cackle over dirty-drawers any day.

This of course got me to thinking, which as y'all know is always dangerous. There are several I don't understand about this deal. Why devote an entire "shower" to lingerie? Really, why?

It's not like her friends are going give the fun stuff, like leather or perhaps a complete gimp outfit. No they're going with the "pretty" stuff, satin, silk and lace, you know the drill. The standard fare from Victoria's Secretes.

Then there's the logical and analytical side of me that says why not get them something useful. Like a blender or a crock-pot or a vacuum, not something that's going to get worn a few of times for a couple of minutes.

Then I get overly logical and analytical and start to wonder why the hell women wear lingerie at all. Most men, especially newly weds, don't need a whole lot of convincing to hop into the sack at a moments notice. Now women, as we all know, need a bit more convincing and for some reason I'm thinking dirty, once white, tighty-whities aren't really that much of a turn on.

So why aren't they having lingerie showers for men? With all the misconceptions that most men have going into married life the least that could be done is to send the poor sap off with clean underwear. Of course the convenient yellow in the front & brown in the back markers may make dressing a bit complex for the first few weeks, but they'll be rectified quickly.

A change folks, that's what we need, a change in the way things are done. Hell the least the ole hens could do is bring a pair or two of boxers with them for the groom. Then he won't have to go commando for a couple of weeks after his new bride dons a hazmat suit and tosses his seasoned undies in the garbage to make room for her socks.