"Look! I'm wearing new underwear," the Palinode said, unzipping and pulling down his pants just before he ran out the door to go to work.
"They look comfortable," I said.
"As though you'd ever buy uncomfortable underwear."
"Ooh, they're so scratchy," he said, scratching his leg for effect.
"The package would read 'hand-stitched porcupine quills for your testicular discomfort!'"
"'Quill tips to keep you on your toes all day!'"
"Yeah, somehow I don't think there'd be a whole lot of naked porcupines around."