Wednesday, April 30, 2008
The Throes Of Pants
For one glorious day, the throes of pants were no longer upon me. I was free to live without the oppression of the denim queller for one sweet, short day on campus. The sun was shining, a few shorts and skirts were worn and lunch was had outside. But most importantly, pants were no longer in power. The new rulership was kind, inviting and fulfilled my needs as a man. Who hate pants. I mean really fucking hates pants. For one day the denim guillotine was removed from around my neck. Then the weather took a turn for the worse and the denim dictators were now in power once again. It seems like it was forever ago that the shorts revolution was in full swing. In reality, it was only yesterday. May the revolution never end. Never forget the oppression of pants!
Labels: i hate this town, i really fucking hate pants, i'm moving to better weather