The End Is In Sight, (for now!!)

This post is for my B**g Buddy Hoss,
who has campaigned both long and
hard against the iniquitous spread
(if you will pardon the inference)
of Butt Crack, it seems that help is
on the way Hoss.

Extracted from an article in the
Brisbane press;

A team of underwear researchers
want to put an end to the unsightly
"builders bum" (butt crack).

A 3 year research program program, with 6000 men
measured and scanned, has come up with a revolutionary
design of underwear set to put an end to butt crack.

The Jockey 3D innovation range claims to have a unique
mix of cotton/spandex with an eight way stretch that clings
to the skin.

They are made in halves, cut on the bias and then twisted
and joined with a seam to create their “stay put” shape.

The briefs, launched in Britain and the US this week and
costing about $25 a pair will hit the Australian market
within 6 months.

Jockey Australia spokeswoman Madeleine Kelly said;
“It’s designed to move with the body so you don’t get any
twisting and bunching and things not sitting as
comfortably as they ought.”

footnote;

The new design, although most welcome, will not solve
the problem completely unless the design can also be
incorporated into work shorts, we will only swap the
unsightly butt crack for a view of builders briefs unless
this happens.

OLD FART.

A man joins a very exclusive nudist colony.

On his first day there he takes off his clothes and starts to
wander around.

A gorgeous petite blonde walks by, and the man immediately
gets an erection.

The woman notices his erection, comes over to him and says,
"Did you call for me?"

The man replies, "No, what do you mean?"

She says, "You must be new here. Let me explain. It's a rule
here that if you get an erection, it implies you called for me."

Smiling, she leads him to the side of the swimming pool, lies
down on a towel, eagerly pulls him to her and happily lets him
have his way with her.

The man continues to explore the colony's facilities. He enters
the sauna and as he sits down, he farts.

Within minutes a huge, hairy man lumbers out of the steam
room toward him. "Did you call for me?" says the hairy man.

"No, what do you mean?" says the newcomer.

"You must be new," says the hairy man, "it's a rule that if you
fart, it implies that you called for me."

The huge man easily spins him around, bends him over a
bench and has his way with him.

The newcomer staggers back to the colony office, where he
is greeted by the smiling, naked receptionist.

"May I help you?" she says.

The man yells, "Here's my membership card. You can have
the key back and you can keep the £500 membership fee."

"But, Sir," she replies, "you've only been here for a few hours.
You haven't had the chance to see all our facilities."

The man replies, "Listen lady, I'm 68 years old.
I only get an erection once a month. I fart 15 times a day."