Okay, today I received an underwear add in my email. That’s right. I got an underwear email ad. Now, that is fine. The underwear is all with various designs and with various styles of underwear. You have the short short version and then the long long version that goes to your feet. Then you have boxers and briefs and more styles. They are all with designs in color. Fantastic. Creative. BUT where in the hell is the fly????? I can’t find one. So, while the boys are comfortably nested away (that is one of the selling points) the problem arises when the need arises and then you just do what? I guess you have to drop pants and then the underwear to get to the necessary area or ….. what… wet yourself? Damn if I know.
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I would hope that anyone who reads my poetry understands that I write what comes to my mind and it doesn't mean I'm the reality of the words. I mean that just because I write about alcoholism does not mean I am the character in the poems. I write about those I've known and those I know and a very wide grouping that is of sinners and saints, those who know who and where they are going and those who are completely lost. I am empathic. I write in the first person because I feel the reality of what I am writing about. Like Dean Martin pretending to be drunk while performing I am not what it may seem. Just a thought as I know some out there who read what I write see the words and not the art or the understanding of the problem I am commenting on, nor do they understand that the comment is for the purpose of illustration and not my own personal reality. Married to a wonderful woman who is my best friend. Ronald Reagan Conservative Republican. Masters of Accounting-Taxation, United States Marine, taught for 10 years at the University of South Florida, held the following professional certifications: CPA, CVA, CFA. Published author, currently writing three novels and a ton of poems. View all posts by Gordon
