Hold on to your undies! There's a storm a-brewin'. It's a dreaded tighty-whitie wind and no undies are safe. When this terror of tighty-whities tears through the farm it spreads underwear about and each animal gets their own pair. To the horse, they'll make a nice feed bag. To the cow, they'll make a wonderful udder warmer. But don't let the goat get a pair. He'll just eat 'em up!