The Wurst of it

Well, I wore the new Baleaf shorts this AM while I was doing my cardio.  I now know what wicking is - sweat moves from the inner liner to the outer shell where it evaporates rapidly - really quickly, so your shorts don't look like you've been doused with a bucket of water.  They do, as one reviewer stated emphatically, detail your masculinity.  If you're sporting a cocktail sausage?  Well, no problem, however if you happen to be the owner of a one of the larger wursts or wieners be prepared to brag.

The netting that wicks away the perspiration from your sweaty thighs creates a lifting motion as you jog or run, and that pushes things as far forward as they can go, so wearing these at the gym might make you the 'belle of the ball,' or... they could be your wurst nightmare.  If you just wear them for strength training?  Well, the front ended motion is still there, things are, however, a bit less pronounced but people will still be able to score you if they so choose.
There was some interesting news about the Idiot and his base this past weekend.  Evidently they're becoming disillusioned with his incompetence in all but 3 states.  Ohio, West Virginia and South Dakota are those 3, in every other state they are beginning to come to their senses.  Even Texas!   That's right!  Ain't that a stunner.  States that he squeaked by in?  PA and Michigan?  They're turning on him faster than a starving man can swallow a cocktail sausage.  And for the happy majority, the Idiot has not even begun to feel the wurst of it.