Love that weekend, hip, faded, relaxed look of 'em. The fact that it takes a bit longer to get them closed up after a pee. Especially love the pop…pop…pop…pop!… anticipation when someone is taking her sweet time trying to get me out of them.
And a zip neck black mock sweater over a white t-shirt.
And a great pair of black leather ankle boots with a sturdy thick rubber sole.
Yep. I feel good today. 
I love button fly jeans on a man…woo. I like the way it sits against them, and I do agree opening them is a special thrill. I like them if they’re a little tiny bit loose and low-slung.
Is it getting hot in here?
Yep. Low rise is a must. Just loose enough. And no crap in the pockets to make the bulge.
…And a great leather belt with a buckle that actually jingles with that satisfying metalic sound when undone.
And a button-down shirt, opened up, while he lounges on the couch. :: fans self ::
Clearly a cry for attention. That arrogant bastard! 
Sorry to crash your party, folks, but I can’t stand button-flies. Good ol’ zipper fly for me. Zip up, zip down. No fumbling in the dark. No 5-second wait to take a piss. Then again, my reproductive organs being internal, I’ve never caught them in a zipper. I don’t believe Quicksilver mentioned this, but could it have influenced his opinion perhaps?
… huge pasty white gut spilling out over the top of said button-fly jeans …
ooh. Sorry about that mental image.
Nah, that’s just why underwear is a requirement.
Sorry as well… every pair of button-fly jeans I’ve owned, the buttonholes gave out before the rest of the pants did. I’ve only ever had one zipper break. As my reproductive organs are external, I take care to not get them caught in anything I don’t want them in, and zippers are no exception.
I love my 501’s. It’s finding them in my size that sucks. (32/34)
:eek:
Says who?
They say it’s better to look good than to feel good, but it sounds like you’ve got both covered. 
Sure. It looks that way now.
But the day is young and almost anything (everything?) can still go very wrong.
Give me a pair of well-worn jeans, hiking boots, and a dark leather jacket, and I’ll be swooning at your feet. happy sigh
Okay, but what the hell am I gonna wear? It’s fucking cold out.
Scarf, mittens, hat, earmuffs, snowpants, snow jacket, and big snow boots.
If you wanna be a sissy man.
Scratch the earmuffs and make the hat a coonskin cap. Oh and instead of a coat, wear a bearskin. From a bear you killed yourself.
Then you won’t look like a sissy.
Maybe you should carry a hatchet too…
I’ve shovelled more snow than you’ve seen little girl. Don’t make me come up there and paddle your ass with my snow scraper.
Hold on a sec, let me get my camera…
I second the dislike of button fly jeans. If you’re drinking (and I mean anything over two drinks) they’re such a chore. They also wreak havoc on long nails. Nope…I’ll stick with the zipper fly thankyouverymuch.