Once upon a very long time ago I had a date. It's true, I swear. That date led to some more dates. On those dates we talked, as people do. At some point, somewhere there was talk of underwear. (I do not use the word panties, I find it ugly and uncomfortable.) I remember nothing other than my date saying something about plain black calvin klein underwear and my responding with, yes I wear those (while trying to remember if I was wearing them at that moment). The next day I went out in a panic and bought fistfuls of black calvin klein cotton underwear. We never went on another date after that and to this day, years later, I still have a few pairs in the back of a drawer. I laugh every time I see them.