The Importance of Protective Stickers

I was in the swimming pool the other day, in South Shields swimming baths. Someone had stuck a protective sticker on the wall of the changing room. My wife's ick for me is that when she observes my running slash gym thermal underpants on the washing line, she can't help but laugh at the shape of my cock and balls imprinted into the material. If she's hanging out the washing or simply just sees them, I can't expect to hear her shout from wherever I am in the house. So yeah. Why not put it back in your bag? Why not throw a bin? There's a protective crotch thing there you go. Pfft. Funny wall. Oh