In short, I have totally busted Jack actually wearing boxer briefs that looked like a spider web with an elastic waistband. When confronted (aka pointing and laughing), he said that they were his emergency underwear, a comment that slayed me in its own right, as I immediately found myself picturing real-life emergencies and wondering how his busted old briefs might save the day.

Of course, what he meant was a laundry emergency. That's what all the husbands mean when they say it. At the time, we were still sending out our laundry to the fluff-and-fold, so I just walked away shaking my head. But these days, since we’re sporting a brand-new washer and dryer, I'm gonna have to go zero-tolerance on him.

So funny! Does your husband have a pair like this?