Mr X has added a few new toys to his appalling collection of sex aids (foot of the page, I hesitate to say bottom) (I hesitate to say foot, maybe down there will have to do).
Anyhow, here is a pair of knicks from Gretchen Schermerhorn. I get my underpants from Marks and Spencers, which is fine if you don't want to get laid. Or do, but aren't about to, so you don't see any point in lashing out. Good solid lasting quality.
Incidentally, I tucked into a dish of Farfalle al Gore the other day. Save the planet, get a pasta named after you.
You go to a dinner party, the vegetables are not al gore. You have the wrong friends.