Well what can I say? The moment the waistband settled on me the earth trembled for miles around. I felt my American ancestry fly from my thighs in a shockwave of unparalleled magnitude. Kim Jong turned off his Nukes and Putin's jets dropped out of the skies over Ukraine in a flaming ball of freedom. If Captain America and Rambo had a lovechild you would believe I was that child. When the silky shorts gripped my thighs and the silky briefs cupped my Holy Relics the U.S. constitution became my Bible, despite being from the UK. BUT STOP. A holy voice told me to cut out the silken inner briefs and live free without it. In that moment of wearing briefless silkies the floor around me turned red white and blue and 50 starts started shining brightly in the sky. I didn't know which one to follow so I loaded up the BBQ and due to the extreme gun laws of the UK I had to imitate and put my nephews nerf gun over my shoulder as the wind breezing through my silkies cooled me from the heat of the BBQ. I had a Bud light in one hand a Texan grilled steak sizzling in front of me. Freedom never felt so silky.
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