Circumcision is an extremely polarizing topic these days. I was circumcised in I was the only one who was circumcised on my soccer team, which made me aware of the fact that I was different. As a circumcised guy, I wanted to be like every other guy.
All my life, I have settled for merely acceptable underwear: underwear that would hopefully get me through the day with a minimum of embarrassment and discomfort. I started with tighty-whities as child, and then moved over to boxers as a teen—billowy, starchy things that probably could have passed as swim trunks back in the Roaring Twenties. Since then, I have meekly tried to evolve with the greater underwear industry as a whole, dabbling in fabrics that wick away sweat yes please, wick ALL the sweat away and experimenting with the now standard boxer brief. And yet I remain unsatisfied.
Seen here looking suspiciously like they Photoshopped some uglier a-hole's face on my body, a model models a pair of wiener-enhancin' underwear which are far more advanced than THESE ones from designer Andrew Christian. Way to call yourself out, Andrew! Haha, yeah it's me. Which reminds me: one time I stuffed a sweatshirt down my pants before a date and the girl was so impressed she couldn't wait to get back home. Literally -- she excused herself to the restroom and then dove out a restaurant window and ran.
I asked if she would give me a discount if I bought three pairs and was disappointed by her reaction. She shouted at me. I thought if this angry lady is able to do this business, I can do better.