I often stayed overnight at the home of an uncle who slept in either standard issue whitey tighties, or just nude. On more than one late night, he was forced t

I often stayed overnight at the home of an uncle who slept in either standard issue whitey tighties, or just nude. On more than one late night, he was forced to come and whisper yell at me and my cousins along with whatever friends happened to be there as well to quiet down. Anyone who didn't live there found it hilarious to no end. It only served to energize us, rather than the intended calming effect. At 10 it was pretty difficult to take seriously anyone with wild bed hair and a bare ass, or cartoonish underwear for that matter. I still giggle 25 years later picturing his angry silhouette sauntering away mumbling under his breath.