me: “So? Whaddya think…?’
Levi’s: “Dude, are those clogs?”
me: “No, they’re Birkenstock Tatami Kyotos. And they’re huge in Europe.”
Levi’s: “Yeah? Well here they’re clogs. Which, how do you plan to accessorize with those—carry a poodle and a Truman Capote novel with you everywhere you go?
Don’t forget your man-purse!
It’ll bet it’s only a problem in the Rocky Mountain States. Move west and you’ll be fine.
NO,nono.
Not Capote.
Andrew Sullivan.
Bitch.
Jeff, listen to the pants.
Jeff, Perhaps it’s time to get a job? You have too much time on your hands (and feet).
“me Levi’s”
…
“ME” ??
I dinna get the memo … when d’ja join the Mickeys Finn?
Stop talking to your pants dude. Ask your shirt a few questions. You might be surprised.
For God’s sake, Jeff—listen to the pants!
“…how do you plan to accessorize with thoseâ€â€carry a poodle and a Truman Capote novel with you everywhere you go?”
Too.Fucking.Funny.
me: “No, one of these. Strap this on, bitch…”
Won’t somebody please listen to the pants!!??”