So earlier today, while washing my truck, I ripped one of my favorite pair of cargo pants. I mean, really ripped. From my Who - hah to my Whats It. Straight up the crotch. From zipper to rear belt loop. So, like I said earlier, these are one of my favorite pairs of comfy pants...and since I was gonna be home the rest of the day, I left them on...mostly because once I take them off, Ill have to throw them away. So, for the last few hours of the evening, I have been helping my lovely wife cook, and generally feeling free , to the chagrin of my children, in my newly air conditioned pantalones. Approximately 30 minutes ago, my wife asked me to make an emergency run to Walmart. Ok, like I said earlier...I was comfortable and totally forgot the current status of my leg drapery. I was kinda feeling myself, because all the ladies, and most of the men and children were checking me out. No one said a word. Not even the cashier. So, I say that to say this....let me know when you see my pic on peopleofwalmart. Im the one with the superman tee shirt and the navy blue striped boxer briefs on
Posted on: Sun, 20 Apr 2014 02:05:56 +0000
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