I'm going to take roomie to drop off her car at the shop this morning...
RX: "Just so you know, I'm almost ready to go."
Me: "No you're not. You don't even have trousers on."
RX: "Trousers? Phhhtthhttt! I think Robb Allen has proven that that's not necessary."
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That just warms my heart.
Which is good since my lower extremities are a bit chilled.
Shrinkage!
This does us no good without pics!
I often wonder how many news anchors sit there each night, doing what they do, entirely free of pants.
Jim
Or how many judges do, under those long robes.
@Nathan
Like this?
(Linked blind - no Flash here - but BELIEVE it's the right one!)
I would think that it's hard to carry inside waistband when you don't have a waistband.
I once drove my ex's truck to the glass shop, walked in and had a five minute conversation with the receptionist, walked into the back, led the technician outside and showed him the truck, handed him the keys and talked about duck hunting for another five minutes, and walked over to my ex, waiting in my truck...
... only to have her point out that I was wearing nothing but Heineken boxers with "That's brilliant!" emblazoned across the ass.
Brilliant, indeed.
Knew an old boy one dark morning who managed to get into a pair of shotgun chaps and nothing else 'tween waist and boots. Everything was OK, until the boss's wife brought the hands coffee and crullers.
Stranger
I'd like to see photogenic proof myself.
Gmac
wv : promishe
Grouch:
Yeah, pretty much.
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