Behold:
I might be wrong, but I think I'm taking "pants off impressed" to a whole new level.
Friday, November 04, 2011
The Harsh Reality
We don't live forever. Yesterday's post really got me thinking. Our clothes don't live forever either. There will come a day when my sweatshirt will be no more. This is a day accompanied by my obvious rue. Oh how I will rue that day! But I like to be prepared, so I've thought about what kinds of things I'd like to have on the eventual replacement for my beloved Mr. T Experience Sweatshirt.
Behold:
I might be wrong, but I think I'm taking "pants off impressed" to a whole new level.
Behold:
I might be wrong, but I think I'm taking "pants off impressed" to a whole new level.
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Not to overstep any boundaries, but my pants basically flew off, folded themselves up and tucked themselves away in a drawer when I saw that you had drawn something, then I read further, my pants flew back on my body, flew back off and repeated the above steps. DOUBLE pants off impressed.
And YESSSSS to a sandwich pouch.
maybe that spoon should be a spork?
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