“My knickers are flashing.”
“I wouldn't trust you with a bucket of water if my knickers were on fire!”
“Unravel your knickers, lady”
“Its okay I'm wearing really big knickers.”
“Good, strong knickers underneath your nightgown will inhibit access to the fertile crescent.”
“I’ve got it!” he declared suddenly, snapping his fingers in triumph. “Take your knickers off.” “What?” Did that mean what I think it did? “Your knickers. You know—panties, underwear, muff-huggers, nasty nets—”