When I can't find something, it really pisses me. If something as personal as my underwear, it's suck!

It's no ordinary underwear which I lost, it has a name sewn on it, “CK”. Hey, do not mistake it as a stand for “Chee Keong” and it don't sells for 3 pieces for $10. By the way, who's the hell is Chee Keong anyway? You think I'm a gay?

Calvin Klein was the brand costs me $45 a piece. Damn!

I couldn't figure how my underwear could get lost. I mean if Bear or Mevlin visited my place recently I could have easily blame them on my loss.

Why them?
Well, there was this rumor circulating since 1995 claims that both of them like to smell stained underwear. Whahaha! What's a stange nauseating hobby do they have.

Ah......that make me feel much better.

So the mystery of my lost underwear remain unsolved and if I keep losing my underwear, I swear I'll go bare next time.

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