bj's gay porno-crazed ramblings
Friday, May 21, 2004
So of course as part of my fresh air and exercise yesterday, I had to include shopping at Kmart. I was there for cheap witch hazel (shaving), but somehow found myself going up the escalator to the 2nd floor, rather than down to the basement. Next thing I know, I am standing in front of these 3 $1.00 underwear bins - assorted unpackaged individual items. Shakey, and sweaty, I began to plunge into the bins, weirding out a bit when i touch 'laides delicates', but fascinated by the Men's boxer briefs in these large sizes. I found nothing in a small or medium, except two a-shirts. But I kept coming back to the big boxer briefs. I mean, they're too big for even sleepwear for me, and I already have large sized underwear stashed in a drawer at home in case I ever land (or is that trap?) a bear. But one buck! I pulled myself away, walking past the cheap shoes, the Vitavitavegamin, and Martha Stewart marked-downs, but found myself drawn back, grabbing the one grey 2XL I left on top on the bin. I guess I am a freak.