It has happened to all of us, probably daily. You are reading blogs, surfing the net, or browsing your picture gallery when all of a sudden, there he is. The sexy devil himself.
A couple of more like this.
You realize your panties are missing. Where do they go? There must be a scientific explanation for this phenomenon.
Do they get matched up in heaven with a pair of Rob's boxers where they live happily ever after floating on Snuggle sheet?
Does Rob have a mini-me with a panty fetish that collects them?
Do they go into a vortex, the same place where good ideas come from? In fact, maybe good ideas are generated by the missing panties and without them the world would run out of ideas ...
Does the creepy Twilight Zone boy wish them away to the corn field?
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Do they run to Rob? Are they lined up outside of his hotel room waiting for a glimpse of the precious just like the rest of us?
Are they sacrificed to the gods of the smirk to bring Rob his magical charms?
I'm not sure, but based on the number that go missing it must be somewhere good.
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