very unpleasant. it felt like my business was molded in silly putty. their is no air flow so I tooted walking around the track and it stayed in my ass the whole time I worked out. also after stripping to shower, some dude that saw the manties couldn't stop staring at me. lose lose lose.

Be a bigger sissy. You can't.

HAHAHAHAH

richard, wants me to kiss your muscles?

is there a sciences to farting in boxer briefs? it basically turned the tight material over my checks into the head of a drum.

If they're that tight then you're wearing the wrong ones. Get Fruit Of The Loom and you won't have to worry about fart trappage. DO IT. DO IT NOW.

i give this thread title a B+.

You don't deserve to wear boxer briefs after all this shit-talking.

I don't understand how boxers are even an option (although I'll never wear any pure briefs other than my hot pink and neon green ones...on principle) because the fucking seam shreds the ball skin and gooch endlessly and makes everything fucking raw, and then when you take your pants off you look like Eric Foreman every single time and I hate looking so goddamn white bread so fuck boxers and wear boxer briefs and be a real man instead of a information technologies employee for chrissakes.

Plus, you can swim in boxer briefs (even if they're white, cause shit, why not) and everything's kosher.

I wore them cause of that thread. I felt like I should try it. unfortunately, my experience was awkward and embarrassing. this world needs a clensing. right now, im back in boxers and loving it.

get dick-guillotined, faggot

boxers all day. fuck your manties.

Sounds like quite the gym you belong to. Did your admirer then snap you with a towel for sexy results?

You can have all the boxers in the world, man. TAKE DAT SHIT.

american apparel boxer briefs. game over

damn, I need to go to randy andy's gym if there is towel snapping.

gym?

ooooooh GYM

he meant GYN not GYM

Yeth.

oh that sort of gym

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