Okay, get this twisted hold part of my childhood has on me...
Every time my family went on vacation, my mom packed us the rattiest and most overstretched underwear she could find. Then, we'd throw them away at the hotel or the relatives' house after we wore them so we wouldn't have dirty underwear to bring back. Then for a nice surprise, you guessed it, we'd all get new underwear when we got home. Picture a family of six all buying new underwear at Sears! Now, when I go out of town, I pack my oldest "drawers" as my mom called them and throw them away in the hotel room. To add a new little twist to an old tradition, I find a really unique men's store and buy as many pair as I plan to throw away. FYI: I just bought a 100% pure silk thong in downtown Indianapolis for FIVE dollars! What a bargain.