23 years! That is how long it took my husband to tell me that he would like it if I folded his underwear a different way.
23 years…
:walking back to the laundry room, shaking my head in total wonder:
What the hell difference could it possibly make? I’m just glad that my wife doesn’t mind doing laundry. My only requirements are that there are no creases in jeans and that my pullovers are air dried so they don’t shrink.
He should be happy that there’s someone there to fold his underwear at all.
Looks like the honeymoon’s over.
You fold underwear?!
I just dump it in the draw.
Why do you do his laundry? Are his arms broken?
Not yet, give it time
I see you’re from Boston.
Great Post Title/Username combination, by the way.
He’s had his panties in a twist over this for 23 years?
It took my husband almost nine years to tell me he doesn’t like cauliflower.
I don’t fold his underwear at all. I just dump it on the bed and leave it for him to deal with. 
The whole thing is just making me laugh. I don’t know why I fold them…I don’t know why I do half the stuff I do. But it’s given me a good chuckle today.
Haha! I love it. Laundry for me and my bf is a team effort… we usually do it together, or take turns doing loads. Helps a mundane task be a bit more enjoyable. Also, I’m a sock folder, not a sock stretcher/buncher… and I told my bf right away about this. If I had waited 23 years I would have gone insane.
Wow----marital bliss!!!You two were meant for each other…I wish you another 23 years of happiness…
I s’pose there are lots of wives who do the laundry…but does there exist on this planet any other male who actually cares about how his underwear is folded?
(in our house, she-who-must-obeyed does the laundry , and then dumps half of it on my side of the bed. Seems fair to me. I skrunch it all into whichever drawers or places seem like I’ll probably be able to find it later… …But my undies ain’t never gonna suffer the indignity of bein’ folded just right…)
By the way…just how many different ways are there to fold underwear? I can’t quite imagine how it makes a difference…Horizontal? Vertical? Longitudinal? Lattitudinal? Polar? Equatorial? Multi-dimensional, like a Mobius Strip? ).
There’s at least two more. I’m pretty sure I didn’t date Mr. not what you’d expect if he was married 23 years ago.
At least two! I should make a u-tube video. Or write a book, maybe. I have a napkin folding book. This could be my claim to fame.
If I find a woman who can fold my underwear into a Mobius strip I’m marrying her immediately.
My boyfriend and I have an agreement. I will wash and dry the clothes. I will hang his shirts and fold his pants. I will NOT match his damn socks or fold his damn underwear. I don’t match my own damn socks or fold my own damn underwear so I’m certainly not going to do his. He likes his underwear to be folded. I don’t know why. Friggen weirdo.
“I’ve left them in a nice pile for you, dear, so you can fold them exactly how you like.”
YOu can make a book out of two ways to fold underwear? (I know of two ways myself, and the only reason I fold them is because otherwise all the different pairs I have just won’t fit in the drawer!)