Are there people out there who DO wash pants that haven't been pooed in?

Who knew?

I bet they iron teatowels and sheets too...

the earnestness that went with the enquiry. Some contemplation had evidently been given to the issue before the question was posited.

...until they've finished at uni or met someone nice, do they?

A lovely lady who I worked with on a couple of projects seemed to attract slightly idle men.

One evening over a beer, she assured me that no grown woman has ever asked her boyfriend/partner/husband "Where are my clean pants?"

'Why do you wash daddy's pants when he's pooed in them?'

Follows the same logic. No doubt I will too, one of these days.

"Daddy, what are underpants for?"
I don't actually know.

Was an interesting conversation stopper at the dinner table at a friend's house as a kid.

But.

As a very small boy I found myself alone for a short moment in the front room of an equally small friends house except for his newspaper-reading father.

He had politely asked how I was and I'd answered.

For some reason I felt obliged to maintain the conversation. I thought very hard for no little time, trying to find the suitable phrase. The mot juste, as it were. It came in a blinding flash.

'I can wipe my own bottom now!', I said.

I die just a little bit more inside every time I remember.