Whose fucking panties are frozen to the ground outside? They're mine, Colonel.

[Kennah]

All this panties talk stirred up a memory.

A friend and coworker, whom we'll call Sue, from a past job related how she and a friend were out one night drinking. It was the middle of winter, and they were so trashed they had the car windows rolled down as they drove home. They got to laughing about something and could not stop. The laughing lasted until they got home and were stumbling up to the house. Sue was laughing so hard she pissed herself. Off came her panties and she left them on the ground. They went inside and crashed for the night at the home of Sue's friend.

In the morning, the friend's Dad, a retired Army Colonel, looked outside and saw frozen panties on the ground. He shouted, "Whose fucking panties are frozen to the ground outside?"

Sue woke up, reached down and felt her crotch, and shouted, "They're mine, Colonel."