No, I am not talking about the great Motown tune. Mr. Blunt and Cranky is finishing up a week in Southern Canuckistan, and has come to a realization: every country in the world has its undergarments in a bunch to the same degree as the United States o’ America. The only difference is the type of undergarments, and where and how the bunching makes the wearer chafe.

Solution? Get off your kazoo and send the extremists packing.