Man of Honour
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Since I was a kid, I’ve always gone admiral in bed but as my own kids have got older, my oldest daughter keeps catching me out in all my glory when I'm running to the loo! She has requested that I start dressing for bed as it’s embarrassing. Fair enough!
So a few months back I start wearing boxer shorts to bed but I found these terribly uncomfortable and they kept riding up my cycle path! They are also extremely inconvenient when playing a quick game of “hide the monkey”.
So off I pop to Next and bought myself some PJ bottoms with a hole at the front for those “just in case moments”. My Mrs refuses to pass comment and just nods her head. I can't but help notice I look more like me dad in these than ever. Anyway, as a few nights pass, I found myself still walking to the loo in the nip.
For some reason they just always end up at the bottom of the bed without any recollection of removing them myself. I’ve asked my wife, “Did you rip my pants of an extreme moment of passion?” “Don’t be silly”, she said. “Why on earth would I want to do that”?
The other day however, not only have I woken completely bottomless but my PJs have made a mysterious exit from the bed and the house. It’s as if they just walked off my legs and went for run. I’ve no idea where on earth they have gone.
So I’m puzzled! Does anyone else have this problem? Am I the only person who just can’t wear anything in bed or am I just loosing my nuts!
So a few months back I start wearing boxer shorts to bed but I found these terribly uncomfortable and they kept riding up my cycle path! They are also extremely inconvenient when playing a quick game of “hide the monkey”.
So off I pop to Next and bought myself some PJ bottoms with a hole at the front for those “just in case moments”. My Mrs refuses to pass comment and just nods her head. I can't but help notice I look more like me dad in these than ever. Anyway, as a few nights pass, I found myself still walking to the loo in the nip.
For some reason they just always end up at the bottom of the bed without any recollection of removing them myself. I’ve asked my wife, “Did you rip my pants of an extreme moment of passion?” “Don’t be silly”, she said. “Why on earth would I want to do that”?
The other day however, not only have I woken completely bottomless but my PJs have made a mysterious exit from the bed and the house. It’s as if they just walked off my legs and went for run. I’ve no idea where on earth they have gone.
So I’m puzzled! Does anyone else have this problem? Am I the only person who just can’t wear anything in bed or am I just loosing my nuts!
