Ahhhh SPANDEX

For those of you who don't know, I have moved.

I now live in my dad's basement...thank you dad for putting up with me for the who knows how long we will be here. There are actually quite a few exciting and fun things about moving out of your own home, downsizing to a basement, and putting all of your stuff in storage.

Here is my favorite:

Every few years Peter runs across something fun from his past and I get to share in the memories. One year it was his speedo, another year it was his high school prom picture (which I told him to throw out but instead it magically appeared on my nightstand FRAMED!!!), but this move brought out something new...his SINGLET.

Now for those of you that think a singlet is a type of chewing gum or some sort of kinky lingerie (it actually could be...on the right person), you obviously have not been following high school wrestling. So Saturday I walked into my new bedroom to find my two hundred and fill in the blank pound husband squeezing into this black piece of spandex. When he weighed a measly 140 during his freshman year in high school, the sexy little outfit showed every curvature of his body. You can't imagine how his current curves look in the disgusting thing...well thanks to the miracle of modern photography, you don't have to imagine it, you can see it. If you have never met the miracle of spandex, check out the picture. They, and by they I mean I, don't call it miracle material for nothing. He's probably going to be upset with me for posting this picture, but you tell me what kind of a man squeezes his buns into a tight black piece of shiny spandex, poses like this for the camera, and doesn't want it posted on the Internet? He along with a whole slew of transgender men now have pictures of themselves posing like this, in tight spandex, on the Internet.