You head back downstairs, and walk outside around the side of the house toward the basement door.
Suddenly your underpants fall to your ankles. The elastic waistband finally gave out.
This is not your day.
"Damn," you say aloud. "I've had these since I was a kid. Now what am I going to wear?"
Just then a little chipmunk comes hopping along.
With a fresh new pair of underwaer in its little teeth!
Wow!
He lays them down at your feet and then scuttles off.
You pick up the new undies and examine them. And what a pair of undies are these! Bright metallic yellow, a little too small, and two little tiny holes where the chipmunk held them in its teeth.
You cast aside your crusty old pair and hurriedly pull this wonderful new pair of underwear. Instantly you feel full of gusto and zest.
Who do you want to show off your new outfit to?