I’m totally lame in that before we eat our Thanksgiving dinner I make everyone in the family go around and share what they’re thankful for…
We got all the stock responses of family, Jesus, plenty of food…and then it was Jack’s turn…
What’s Jack thankful for? Underwear….
And everyone got a good chuckle…but then I thought about it…
Underwear…yes, I too am thankful for underwear…and you should be too…and here’s why…
1. From what I hear, balls are pretty cumbersome to carry around, wearing underwear? somewhat helps yield them in…
2. My kids fart. A lot. On purpose. I need a barrier between their stinky asses and my furniture.
3. Ladies, you know we need to wear undies…because don’t even try to pretend you don’t get that funky discharge from your cha cha…and do you really want that shit just hanging out on your jeans?
4. And really? I don’t know about you but Veronica is pretty sensitive, and she would be not too thrilled to just be rubbing all up against the rough middle part of my jeans all day…
5. Spanx. These totally count as underwear, and without those babies my fat rolls would not be camoflouged as awesomely as they usually are…
6. If having kids has caused your boobs to hang to your knees give me AMEN! So I know all you bitches are thankful for underwire bras…without which I’d have to hold my boobs every time I ran across the house who the hell is screaming now…
Yes, underwear….I’ll expect you all to remember this for next Thanksgiving when people ask what you’re thankful for…
So what was your answer this year?
*yeah, I’m totally linked up with Mama Kat…
















