A Rather Satisfying Thing To Do

I like Fruit of the Looms. I've found Hanes to be of a lesser quality, and although I have a few pairs of high-class undergarmenture for special occasions (ask me about Bjorn Borg!), all I really want is a boxer-brief that offers comfort and support. With maybe a dash of fun color.

It's been a while since I've gone through the old underpants drawer, and some of those guys have gotten a little spiritual on me. Get it? They're holey! HA HA HA HAHA HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!

So I opted for a complete overhaul.

Fruit of the Looms are surprisingly difficult to find in New York City. The last time I needed to do some Fruit of the Loom replacements, I couldn't find them anywhere, until I broke down and wandered into NYC's only K-Mart, at Astor Place. In general, as you might expect, I try to avoid the big box stores.

But K-Mart has what I need, B&E readers, so I hope you'll forgive me for not supporting an independent underpants seller.

For $30 (and let's assume some exploited Bangladeshi seven-year-old laborers), I got enough Fruit of the Looms to replace my entire underwear drawer. And for the past two mornings, I've looked into that drawer and seen those brand-spanking-new Fruit of the Looms staring up at me, batting their eyelids just begging me to wear them.

It's given me a little too much pleasure. You should do it, too.