“ We can send a robot to Mars. We can find love and venereal disease on teh internets with only a click of the mouse. Surely then we can find a way to pack a little panache into our pants. There is no joy in Mudville, but there can be joy in our junk. Because everybody would totally get hot if they could see us in the blue-and-green algae-wear of our Boba Fett Underoos. As a boy, I want to put the fun back in my pants. Dammit, I want my Underoos back!
