2:31 a.m. - 2001-05-14
Pantillones
At this point, when my pants clearly smell like human feces to anybody in a 2 foot radius of me, and visible food stains decorate the crotch and thigh areas, and random creases and wrinkles are apparent announcing to mankind the fact that these pants have been slept in for 10 nights in a row, and society is disgusted and offended that I would show myself in public with such filthy denim covering my legs.....at this point, I have to ask myself:
"Jesus Christ, man, exactly WHEN do you plan on washing your goddamn pants?"
