Life’s Too Short to Fold Boxers

Boxers live in drawers. They are not displayed for visiting company. They are not meant to be an object of desire. They serve a purpose. It’s certainly not a glamorous one, but a necessary one. They are not designer. They are Hanes or Fruit of the Loom. They strive to be utilitarian.

In recognition of that, I feel they do not need to be coddled. They don’t need to be crease-free. They will be under jeans or slacks or shorts, which will, by definition, shape them to your leg’s outline anyway.

Therefore, I don’t feel the need to fold them.

That’s right. I said it.

Call: “Hello. I’m Lee, and I do not (normally) fold my boxers.”
Response: “Hi, Lee!”

I don’t have a space shortage in my boxers drawer. No need to cram. No need to spend the time to make them ergonomic. They’re fine. They are welcome to fall where they may.

Time is precious to me.
Having my boxers neatly folded is not.

Life’s too short.

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