| Frederick's Of Worcester |
[Jan. 8th, 2013|11:58 am]
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For reasons we're not sure of – quite possibly publishers trying to lure her into subscribing – Mrs. Professor, who does not need any help to be a lovely and charming person, sometimes receives random issues of second-string "Women's" magazines. We sometimes glance at them, and then they go right in the recycling bin.
One came yesterday, and I glanced at the cover as I passed through the kitchen this morning. I noticed that one of the articles was titled "Sex Up Your Basics!"
"I have to borrow your new magazine!" I told her as I passed the bedroom door. (She was putting her shoes on and was too distracted to escape). "I need to know how to sex up my basics! Hey! I could put more holes in my underpants! They could be peek-a-boo tighty whities!"
Sadly, she felt that this would not markedly increase my charm or my desirability, and may in fact have called me a silly bastard. Joke's on her, though. A few more years wear on them, and my drawers will be lacier (in the sense of having even more small ragged holes) no matter what. |
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Oh, I love your kind of humor! Ha ha ha!
The Husband's are on his way to become those and sorry to say, it does not put the S in sexy :D
Whoo. Whoo. You're getting "Cheeky" there, Prof!
It doesn't matter. Unless you're young and spend a large number of your waking hours at the gym, you'll have to rely on your wife's appreciation of your inner beauty.
A woman clad only in her stockings is alluring.
A man clad only in his stockings is ridiculous.
*chortle*
Some years ago, there was a parodic book called The Job Of Sex, and in every illustration the man was wearing black socks, wingtips, a fedora, and nothing else. It was actually kind of funny. | |
