For the first 40 years of my life, there has only been one rule of underpants.
The label goes at the back
After several days of trying to figure out how to work my new underpants, I realized that they don’t follow the rules. The label goes at the front.
Thank you, Nautilus, for making my life more complicated.
Luddite!
I guess I need to know how many days you wore them with the label at the back. Strike that, I imagined what knowing would be like and decided against it.
Why did this instantly remind me of the “Calvin Klein” moment in the first “Back To The Future” movie?