I tried really hard to like wearing silk boxers, the fabric obviously feels wonderful against one’s nether regions but no matter how hard I tried to avoid it invariably, wedgie after wedgie would ensue. Something about the way they are made led to them always riding up my ass, not the idea of comfort I had in mind. At least my wedgies were held in the privacy of my pantaloons, unlike Slovenian sprinter Alenka Bikar who got to enjoy her super-wedgie in front of a crowd. Fun!