Justicle

Long time readers will be thrilled to know: Last Friday, my poor dressing skills finally took me where no man has gone before.
Inside out and backwards.
My excuse this time was the wicked combination of:
1. A whole bottle of a Cab. Merlot, combined with:
2. The dizzy hi-jinx of Breakdance!
Shamone.

Now that is lame. One more combo - backwards and inside out - and I’ve covered every possibility.

Its going to be one of those days.
I discovered this just before I left the house. I was running late so there was nothing I could do about. I mean, its really lame to go to the bathroom at the office just to change your undies around.
They are boxers, but that isn’t a good excuse.