Memoirs Of An Underwear

This might end up as a cheap write to many and nostalgia to some who shared my days in engineering times. I write this post as a add on to Sharma's concerns about his underwear. Though i do not intend to talk about my jockey but i shall want to live the memoirs of a Calvin Klein which regularly did the rounds from G2G (Groin to Ground) and back.

It so happens that in my college days my roomie happened to be a pretty meticulous guy, meticulous in terms of the fact that he would put some specific number of CK's to use and those CK's once used would hit the spot on the trunk. In due time the pile of used clothes would grow in size which in accordance to Murphy's law was never manageable and in due time spillage used to drive those CK's to ground.

Now I'm sure we all know how dirty hostel rooms are so floors are going to be pretty messy state of affairs. At one such moment i saw the back trip happening for a CK and it was a pretty horrid site but then if i look at it now - Its life no wonder people say - What goes round comes around!

So to provide some respite to Sharma i shall say that dude its ok if the undie ends up as a mop just pray that the back trip does not happen.

Devil./