When you get home, you put the undergarments on the table.
What the hell! You swear you saw it wriggle? You must be going crazy! You shrug and
make yourself some dinner.
Half an hour later, you hear the doorbell ring. You open it to find your friend, James, at
the door. "Hey, James! What are you doin' here?" You say.
"Nuthin'. Just thought I'd pop by for a chat and a drink."
"Sure, come in!"
James walks in and notices the packet that you conveniently forgot about. "Hey, what's
that?"
'Oops.' You think. Your rep is dead unless you can find an excuse! James was a good
friend but he could never keep a secret...