The Case of the Missing Undies
This weekend something unusual happened to me. I woke up on Sunday after a little later than usual. I had gone to a Colombian party the night before and I had sweated my tush in the dance floor for a couple of hours. Needless to say I had slept really well that night.
That morning I really needed to shower, and shower I did! After my bath, I did the next logical thing. I attempted to put some clean underwear on. I check my drawers for my underwear, nope not there. I went outside to the cloth lines to see if I had left them there after the washing I did the day before. Nope, not there. I asked my parents if they had done something with it, nope they hadn’t. I was convinced that my two suspects (mom and dad) had misplaced my underwear somewhere in the house. So, wearing just a loin cloth I searched the entire place and they were nowhere to be found.
What could have happened to my underwear? A day later my mom also noticed that her underwear was missing. Coincidence? I think not! Beware, for there is a thief amongst us concerned not with wealth for toil, but embarrassment for the rest of us.
That morning I really needed to shower, and shower I did! After my bath, I did the next logical thing. I attempted to put some clean underwear on. I check my drawers for my underwear, nope not there. I went outside to the cloth lines to see if I had left them there after the washing I did the day before. Nope, not there. I asked my parents if they had done something with it, nope they hadn’t. I was convinced that my two suspects (mom and dad) had misplaced my underwear somewhere in the house. So, wearing just a loin cloth I searched the entire place and they were nowhere to be found.
What could have happened to my underwear? A day later my mom also noticed that her underwear was missing. Coincidence? I think not! Beware, for there is a thief amongst us concerned not with wealth for toil, but embarrassment for the rest of us.
posted by ricardo at
5:11 PM
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Many of you must be wondering what ever happenned to the undie robber? Well, as it turns out. My mother was the culprit. She often goes into my room and picks up things that are seemingly out of place and puts them in place. This instance, she my clean underwear in the bottom of the dirty clothes basket. Only to be found a week later. After I bought myself a week's supply of underwear.
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ricardo, at 5:54 PM
Does this post mean that you only have one underwear? Just curious because i may have the other one you were looking for :)
A dude from Paris.
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Anonymous, at 6:46 PM
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