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It has been 25 years since I last wore any type of underpants. What started as a habit of necessity as a young lieutenant in a light infantry battalion extended for many years into my corporate life as a business executive. As a grunt, tight whiteys didn't make the cut of essentials that would earn a prized space in my rucksack. Plus undergarments only made the wet and uncomfortable life of an infantryman only wetter and more uncomfortable. After 25 years of commando style freedom, my son, thoroughly turned off by his father's underwearless proclivities, sprung for a pair of Fruit of the Loom Men's Breathable Boxer Briefs for his old man. I'm amazed at how underwear has evolved since the tighty whitey days of yore. For one, they are no longer whitey as the product images attest. While the only portion occassionally visible with lower riding pants or shorts is the stately black wasteband, it belies a rainbow array of colors that one can glimpse when bending low or reaching high. And comfort, oh comfort! Gone is the rigid elastic band that digs into your hips leaving a fleshy racetrack around the waist by day's end. Gone is the bolt of cotton slowly forming up the buttcrack as "Tighty" migrates north with every movement of the lower extremities. Gone is the cotton! The dreaded cotton! The never drying, unbreathable, crotch frying pan cotton! The "Looms" hold their ground. They stay in their place. They cushion the boys with a lightweight, plyable, cool, forgiving mesh, whose wasteband feels delightfully undetectable when worn. I lament that 20 year old me had to wait 26 years for this moment. Yet I am buoyed by the evolution of underwear (which is emblematic of our progress as a species). I am a converted commando! Thank you son, and thank you Fruit of the Loom!