Sans Undies

I got the call every woman dreads.

My husband Jack phoned me at work to tell me he wasn’t wearing underwear.  I could hardly contain my excitement. 

When I asked him why not, he said it was because he couldn’t find any clean ones. 

I explained to him that, while I didn’t mind doing the laundry, I was not inventory control and that if he didn’t tell me he was running low I wouldn’t know to do a load.  I told him to remind me that night and I would see to it he had clean drawers.....

The next day my husband Jack phoned me at work to tell me he wasn’t wearing underwear.  It seems he forgot to remind me about it the night before. 

I told him that when he got home I was going to introduce him to the big, white, rectangular, metal box in the room off the kitchen, and he could keep his pornographic phone calls to himself.

This is the stuff they don’t tell you about before you say I Do.