I'm sitting here feeling old. Not because my bones are aching or anything like that. It's just that a young, cutie hipster guy just walked by me and I could see the entirety of his undies. I didn't find it especially pleasing. I know I should be appreciative of the effort he took in choosing just that special print to share. I know I should understand as I, too, showed my undies when I was that age...not due to my pants intentionally falling off, rather my pants having copious torn and threadbare spots. Happily for this old chick, my husband came up with a definition to a word that explains this very phenomena. Here's what he told me last week.
Dave: "'Ascertain' is entertaining with your posterior...your derriere."
This old girl loves expanding her vocabulary! And is unsure of her love of ascertainment (unless it's Thong Man, of course).