Wednesday, June 18, 2008

Surprise!

I have been walking around for about 4 hours with my fly open. I wonder if anyone noticed, and neglected to say anything?

12 comments:

Adaptive Radiation said...

Just be grateful your todger didn't flop out. My friend went to a supermarket a few months ago and realised his fly was undone and that his penis was hanging out of his shorts at exactly the same time as the check out chick. I don't think he will ever wear boxer shorts again.

The Other Andrew said...

OMG. Security to checkout 9!!

Thankfully I like snug support, so I'm a boxer briefs/trunks/tighty whities kind of guy. Not keen on things rolling around too much. Don't want to startle the horses. You know.

So no, no floppage!

Ur-spo said...

dear me!
well, perhaps people liked you that way?

jason said...

I noticed, but I didn't want to say anything.

Nice.

Mel said...

It was too much fun sneaking a peak.

Anonymous said...

Hmmm... the other day I got all the way through grocery shopping and realised all the buttons below my top button were undone... exposing a lace camisole. I thought it was odd that so many people were smiling at me ... did you get lots of smiles? :)

K-A said...

Ha! That's great.

mrpeenee said...

I say if you actually remember to put on your pants at all, no one should ask for more from you.

Michael Guy said...

I sported plaid HILFIGER boxers to my supermarket about five years ago.

I guess I thought they looked like normal shorts. Don't ask. Anyway...when I stooped for the quart of milk I felt a distinct rush of refrigeration air near my manhood.

I was displaying wiener around the dairy creamer section. Haven't worn boxers since.

Sh@ney said...

LOL...That only happens to me when I am out and have had too much to drink. But then who am I too care at that stage of my evening. :P

Could have been worse, someone may have opted to correct it!

knitguyla said...

I lost about 15 lbs after my breakup last year. I was running errands one day before I moved and had a bunch of crap in my shorts(keys, phone, datebook, etc) and I put my wallet into my back pocket and the shorts I was wearing came straight off hitting the floor with thud. I was wearing my pink flowered Aussiebum's -- I just smiled and pulled 'em up. If nothing else, I haven't gone commando since!

The Other Andrew said...

Ah, so many cautionary tales! :)

I never go commando, or wear boxers. My boys like support!

Plus, how do I put this politely, the whole weaner snaking down the leg of one's pants look is one I (sometimes) endorse in others but choose to avoid myself. I saw a cute guy in a pale grey suit this morning, slim fitting flat fronted pants, and he was obviously a bit more well hung than I and there was this obvious sausage making its way to the right.