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Reviewed in the United Kingdom on 20 February 2019
Whilst I’m an avid amazon fan I can’t help thinking, shopping for under crackers on here leaves you wide open to being ripped off.
I’ve worn CK boxers for years as my old fella always said never scrimp on you bed or your underwear, as if your not in one your in the other.
These are definitely not CK boxers, the old adage that if something appears is to good to be true it probably is and the low price I got these for as opposed to going to the CK shop and buying them in store has taught me a harsh life lesson.
Lord knows where they got the pattern for these apple catchers, ridding down at the waist band is no bad thing if your a rapper, however as and ordinary fellow trying to go about his business it really does frost one cookies.
Onto cookie frosting next, the way these boxers strangle ones knackers as opposed to being cradled in a pair of genuine Calvin’s really is more of a pain in the hoop than the multiple labels scraping at the old borderline.
Topped off by the inconsistent leg diameter meaning I could fit both legs in the left and the right being that small is rides right into the biffins bridge after a stroll to the bathroom to brush ones pearly whites.
The more astute consumers will note its some time since I bought this item and the leaving this review.
For those curious minds amongst us let me address this point now.
I bought these prior to going on holiday last year, the first pair I attempted to carry off strolling along the beach in Majorca left me with incredibly gusset rash and a ring of fire Jonny Cash would of encored about. I tossed them into the bin at the hotel and thought that was the last time I’d be troubled be Satan’s underpants.
How wrong can one fellow be. I’m on a business trip with work and some how the devil himself has snuck his hellfirey thunder pants into my luggage. Troubled by a nagging pain in my nether regions I’ve just been into trap one and discovered I’m doning a pair of these terrible garments, three fiftys worth up my hoop an the remaing two fifty trying it’s best to eradicate my right knacker.
I’ve chucked the remaing pairs now and as I’m only travelling light will have to be inside out, back to front and commando of an evening whilst my trusted old genuine Calvin’s are in the laundry.
Do yourself and your undrrcarridge a failure, get yourself to the shop for the genuine article. As these are literally a right pain in the horse chestnuts.