Okay…both of you, I should go into a little mini-rant about the trouble I just got into because of you. ‘Just what’s so funny out here?’ says my boss.
Can I tell him it because this thread has a fucking hilarious title and that you two are making me laugh my ass off over dirty pants–or semi-dirty, anyway? Can I admit to thinking that this is a riot? No. So now, on top of laughing in the land where laughter is no allowed, I have to lie.
I don’t even remember what I said.
Just so you know…I don’t either. Sometimes. But you can bet I won’t wear anything more than once without thinking of you.
Made my day. Thanks.
Pizzle, I don’t wash my pants after one wearing either. Not since I lived at home and someone else did the laundry for me. But I never wear the same pair two days in a row. Gotta give pants some time to air out, you know?
Thats the great thing about college. Different classes everyday. You can change your clothes once a week and no one is the wiser. Sometimes I end up wearing my pajams all day, and no one really cares. The great thing is I can wear them all the NEXT day, as well.
I guess it’s pretty grotty, but all my clothes end up in a heap on the floor, clean or dirty. I pick out what doesnt smell and wash 'em when everything stinks. Whatever works.
I have 2 pairs of pants (black dress pants and kackhi dress pants. I have 5 blue oxford shirts and 5 white oxford shirts. I have one pair of black wing tip loafers and one pair of burgandy wing tip loafers. Here is the deal: I have over 50 ties. You can wear the same damn thing every day: Just put on a different tie. No one knows.