(A non-pit worthy shant rant. File under mundane blabbering).
Disclaimer: OK, I’ll be the first to admit the fact I’m far what could be described as a fashion plate - In fact, if I passed Donnatella Versace (or Donna Karan for that matter) on the street, I’d either get an eye-roll, a nose-in-the air attitude or a looks-that could-kill leer.
I’m not in the market for a position on the catwalk - I’m in the market for a Goddamn pair of shorts! You know: Shorts - those things worn (here in the northeast) during the Spring and Summer months.
I don’t want lederhosen. I don’t want knickers. I want a pair (or three) of shorts.
What’s my problem? I’ll tell you.
I define (or describe) shorts as an article of clothing worn at the waist that cover your ass and terminate somewhere in the mid-to-lower thigh area. (I’ll concede the point Webster© defines them as knee-length or less than knee-length trousers). I couldn’t find anything in the clothing stores yesterday could even be loosely defined as shorts - even by Webster’s more liberal (or would that be conservative?) definition.
Sure, I found rack after rack & bin after bin of less-than-slack-length pants that are worn at the waist and cover yer ass - but I’ll argue to the death with anyone from the softgoods industry who tries to tell me they’re shorts.
They Aren’t Shorts…They’re Shants! Some kind of an elongated, urban, shorts/pants hybrid. I don’t want to wear shants - Can’t somebody please sell me a pair of shorts?
I think shants look idiotic. Every year for the last half dozen that I can recall, the length of shorts keeps increasing. Fine, Sean Puffy Combs is a big shot in the fashion world. Great, Urban Outfitter’s sales are blowing the roof off the mother-sucker. But why does every other clothing manufacturer & designer on this entire planet insist I walk around looking like that moron in Offspring’s "Pretty Fly (For A White Guy)" video? All I want is a fucking pair of shorts that show more a little more than shin and enable me to keep cool in the summer. Give em to me baby - Is that asking too much?
When I got home from shopping last night, I tried to look at my no-shorts-available dilemma rationally. “I’ve never heard anyone else bitch about this,” I thought to myself, “perhaps there’s something wrong with me”. I even got out a ruler and measured the distance between my waist and the middle of my knee: 22 1/2" - I think that’s normal. Every pair of shants I tried on yesterday reached my knee. Not only did they look stupid on me - but they’ve gotta be only about a foot shorter than my regular Levi’s Jeans.
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[li]I don’t have an 18" long flaccid penis that requires additional hiding space - I want shorts![/li]
[li]I don’t want to make shorts out of my jeans with a pair of scissors, it’s too difficult to find my length pants as it is - I want shorts![/li]
[li]I’m not talking about a pair of Daisy Dukes (unless I need an ego boost on Fire Island) - I want shorts![/li]
[li]I just assume go naked than wear those spandex things the bicyclists wear - I want shorts![/li]
[li]I want to feel the cool breeze on my legs - I want shorts![/li]
[li]If I was 5’3" tall, I’d be tripping of those shants - I want shorts![/li]
[li]Screw world peace…to hell with economic, political and social problems - I want shorts![/ul][/li]
Can’t somebody make and sell shorts?!? AAaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!