When you pick a wedgie and find that you can feel through your SpongeBob SquarePants pajama bottoms (yes, I am 31 years old and wear SpongeBob SquarePants pajamas---Victoria's Secret stops selling pajamas after S, M, L while Wal-Mart sells pajamas in S, M, L, XL, 1X and holy shit lay off the cheesecake! Which one do you think I shop at?) that your undies have a hole in the edge, I'd say it's time to buy some new undies. Especially since the neighbors commented on how you look like you're digging for buried treasure in there, and they are so tight that you can fart and it comes out in a high-pitched squeal five minutes later.