Jock Frost, the elusive spirit of snow, sleet, and straps, has taken flight for his annual winter jaunt! Leaving a frigid trail of seasonal jock straps in his wake, the good Mr. Frost embodies those fickle thresholds between seasons and undergarments.
Summer to winter, clothed to jock-clad. Such is the task of this spirit of yore.
So when your temperate world suddenly goes artic and you find yourself befuddled and shivering in our new Almost Naked Mesh Air Jock, you can thank Jock Frost. ;)
And if you feel a slight nipping in your nethers, this too is the good yuletide tiding of Jock Frost. ;)