My new favourite thing is the ridiculousness that is men's underwear commercials. I'm looking at ordering some new skivvies online, and man, the unintended hilarity is top notch.
I'll wake up in the morning and grab a new pair of boxers from the stack of them atop my night stand (where everyone keeps their underwear).
Once in only those, I'll barely perch, leaning awkwardly back, at the top corner of my bed, flipping through a magazine. As one does.
