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Saturday, October 13, 2012

Of Human Bondage

This Was Not In The Boy Scout Handbook!

There are certain knots that can appear as if by magic.

The usual suspects usually involve garden hoses, earbud headphones and Xmas lights, but you just never know when one will spring into existence.

In rare circumstances, as I just discovered, it can involve your very own crotch.

This knot appeared early in the AM after stumbling to the bathroom in a sleepy fog.  The usual routine of dropping the tighty-whiteys came to a screeching halt, with the leg elastic somehow getting entangled in the undercarriage.  The resulting tug to pull it free only tightened things up, and an effort to "go with the flow" and avoid forcible removal of body parts resulted in almost a deep-knee bend and a teabagging of the toilet bowl.

Luckily, if you get loose of the knot, you get to name it.

I dub this bastard the Hanes Crotchable Come-Along.