Tuesday, October 18, 2011
I ripped my pants today.
There I was sitting at the table and I moved my leg. Some how this simple motion created a tearing inside the leg of my pants. Here I was thinking that possibly JEGGINGS could not rip because they are well, JEGGINGS, but truth be hold I would find a way to put a hole in them. It is evident that I have terrible luck with pants. I go through them like a child goes through socks because I wear them all the time. I wear them out, I dance in them, walk, jump, and do the photographer squat in them.That does not mean that they have to rip. I felt like Sponge Bob in that one episode where he ripped his pants, except I did not sing about it. I wanted to, but I held back.
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