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The Good Guys Always Wear Black. . . Underwear

The book’s release must be getting near* because here comes Barry yet again. This time, Barry has a thrilling story about why you should always wear black underwear. Although I’m not sure Barry’s really thought it through on this one. Still, let’s hear him out.

All right, dudes, let’s give it up for. . . Barry!

I am a dude of rather. . . substantial means. And by substantial I mean large. And by large I mean, well, large. In any number of ways. *wink* But the way I’m talking about is related to the pounds I’ve packed on since I purchased a really nice Brooks Brothers suit.

I put the suit on and, while the fit was a little off, I looked even more awesome than normal so I decided to go with it. Which, looking back, might have been a mistake.

One thing I know was a mistake was going out to eat dinner with some friends and eating a cheeseburger. I knew I was living dangerously, living life on the edge, as it were, but I didn’t care. See, I have lactose intolerance.

For those of you dudes lucky enough know to know what that is, I’ll make it relatively simple. I can’t eat dairy (drink milk, eat cheese, or ice cream or anything made from milk). That is, I can, but there’s some severe intestinal problems should I do it. And by intestinal problems, I mean, um, well, let’s just say you can smell the problems and you’d understand.

So, there I was: post-cheeseburger, dressed in a nice, but slightly tight suit and I was getting into the car to drive to work. It was at that time that my lactose intolerance acted up and I had to let it, ah. . . express itself? Yes, express itself. That’s what it did. It was rather loud and I found myself grateful that there was no one else in the car or withint a ten-foot radius.

Feeling slightly better, I headed off to work. I had like five meetings that day; in and out, up and down, before the cheeseburger began to demand that it wanted out. And it wanted out NOW.

Once comfortably ensconced on the porcelain throne, I relaxed and sort of glanced down toward my feet. Unfortunately, what I saw was the floor of the bathroom. Nothing exceptional, until I realized I was looking at the floor through my pants.

What I had thought was just a fart was, in fact, me ripping the nethers out of my pants. There was a hole so big that. . .

pants photo

You know what?

I’m not even going to describe it.

Here, take a look. This is the hole in the back of my pants that I walked around wearing all that day. Yes, really. This pair of pants. Isn’t it lovely?

That one, right there. See the white in the middle of the pants? Yeah, that’s the bedsheet you can see through the whole hole.

And I never once noticed until it was far, far too late.

My point here is to serve as a bit of a warning for all you dudes with your little dudes and suchlike, to make sure your suits fit? No. Um, not eat cheeseburgers if you’re lactose intolerant. Okay, good tip, but not the one.

Oh, wait. I’ve got it: always try and match the color of your underwear to the color of your pants. That way, if anything. . . untoward happens, at least you’ve got some sort of camouflage. Or something like that, anyway.

*it is. Our book, Dude’s Guide to Babies, has a new publication date: It’s March 22. Mark it on your calendars now.

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Clothes Make The Baby

We’re not here to tell you what style of clothes you should use to dress your little dude or dudette. That’s really up to you.

However, let us just say we think all sailor suits should be banned permanently and purged from our global memory and retail inventory. But that’s just a personal thing.

What we do want to discuss is not how clothes look, but how they function.

Looks have nothing to do with it. We need clothing that works on my daughter. Looks is something her mother worries about.

There are some baby shorts, pants or pajamas that are all one piece. That is, if you want to take them off, you have to slip them down over wriggling baby legs. When you’re in a hurry because there’s some sort of gas attack coming from the diaper, it’s not that easy to whip those pants off.

We recommend pants, shorts and pajamas that have snaps running up both legs and that meet in the middle. These snaps can be quickly undone, the pants whipped up over the waist and you’ve got quick access to the diaper. Then, when you’re done, you just pull down the pants and snap them up again. It’s quick and relatively painless.

Some clothes you’ll dress your kid in are actually a bit difficult to figure out.

One time, Barry put his youngest daughter in this nice dress that had a cute collar and some buttons running down the back. As soon as his wife walked in she started laughing because, she said, “You put that dress on backwards.”

Which, we think, is acceptable.

Women, you see, have an innate sense for clothing. It’s a mysterious inner knowledge that we, as dudes, will never understand. However, we can use it to learn. If she starts laughing at your pathetic male attempts to dress the little dudette, that’s okay. Just remember that you can always pick out some really awful clothes for the little dudette, take her out in public and then tell everyone her mom picked out all the clothes.

See, now you’ve both learned something.

— Richard and Barry

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