anotherwellkeptsecret:

Attention vagina bearers. These boxerjocks are better than a 50K fanfiction with all the right tags. Why? I’ll tell you why. You know those women’s boy shorts trying to pass themselves off as boxers, but end up bunching up under your clothes, visible as all hell, and somehow manage to wedge themselves firmly in the crack Mt. Doom more so than regular panties? If this is what women’s boy shorts are trying to be, I pity the fool who attempted–and failed–to replicate even a percentage of the comfort of effin’ Under Armour Boxerjocks. 

They don’t move. They actually stay put. I’m not digging at my ass while I’m at work because walking around, bending down, *gasp* DOESN’T SHIFT THESE FUCKERS. They’re not cutting off my circulation, no. They’re light, soft, and BREATHABLE.

That’s right. Breathable. As soon as I put these on my Suzie Q was like:

Look. I’m the type that prefers full coverage. G-strings, thongs, tangas, and bikinis just don’t cut it for me. I’m constantly battling my underwear, pulling down the right side of my panties only to have my left butt cheek make a break for it and the tug of war continues until the last syllable of recorded time. Not to mention, my Pikachu feels like it’s been gagged and bound and frankly, I just want to live my best life, which shouldn’t include suffocating my panty hamster.

No visible panty line!

Literally Sir Budge-A-Nots. Slightly baggy in the crotch area (as expected), but it’s not noticeable visually (clothed) or tangibly. 

Under Armour can be expensive. I have yet to experiment with other brands, but I wanted to share my findings. Go forth and treat your whisker biscuit to some (imo) proper underwear.