The underwear chronicles.

Embarassingly, i ran out of underwears today.

Apparantly, after listening to my girl's irk at guys wearing pink, i'd decided to put away my pink bxers, which is wearable except with a tear at the back. (Or shall i say, ass?)

In a hurry to go out, i had to pick between briefs (mind you, the last time i wore it was about 6 years ago, amazingly still there. I hate briefs as they tend to give you a horibble itch when you get sweaty down there).

It striked me when i realised that i change my boxers everytime i come out of the shower, and i usually have showers like two to three times daily, so a maximum of three boxers left to be washed. So apparantly i forgot to wash four days worth of dirty undies and even having extra bought from KL isn't sufficient, if i never wash my dirty ones.

With no other choice at hand, i just wore those briefs, and mind you, it fucking hurts. Putting it on is only half of the problem. Laugh as you want, think all you want, i don't fucking care, even just walking takes a lot of effort and i just lost my breath whenever my elephant trunk tries to rip itself free from the clutches of evil dr. von briefs.

Guess what.

Mr Pinkie saved my day.

My beloved pinkie boxers.

Even if it means i have to walk around having part of my ass exposed, it certainly feels a lottttt more comfortable than having such excruciating torture of super tight briefs.

I wonder why Homer Simpson wears them. (No offence to you, dear)

First Post.

My server is dead for now. I got a new server but it's still fucked up pretty much for now.

This blog is mostly a temporary replacement for my other blog at unrealasia.net.

I'm going to write about most of the stuff i'm doing most recently, and hopefully i can update it as frequently as i can.