Ahh, What To Do!?
Im in a room where quite a few people can see me and my jeans are slowly but surely falling down. Since my chucky monkey phase post Amsterdam I had to move my belt notch up one, or down one depending on how you look at it.
After some huffing and puffing the old belly is a bit less flabby, which of course makes me chuffed but I am at the moment in danger of showing off my crap green boxers the next time I stand up.
Why oh why couldn't I have put on a cool black pair this morning?
It's a shame there isn't anything wrong with my fly because then there would be a weird insected theme to all of todays posts, that would have been good. But sadly there isn't, so it isn't.
I'll have to try and hoist them up as discreetly as possible. Being well raised does have its downsides, you can't mess about with your trousers in public without feeling self concious.
Update!
Don't worry, it all worked out okay. Enough people vacated to create a blindspot.
After some huffing and puffing the old belly is a bit less flabby, which of course makes me chuffed but I am at the moment in danger of showing off my crap green boxers the next time I stand up.
Why oh why couldn't I have put on a cool black pair this morning?
It's a shame there isn't anything wrong with my fly because then there would be a weird insected theme to all of todays posts, that would have been good. But sadly there isn't, so it isn't.
I'll have to try and hoist them up as discreetly as possible. Being well raised does have its downsides, you can't mess about with your trousers in public without feeling self concious.
Update!
Don't worry, it all worked out okay. Enough people vacated to create a blindspot.
Channel the spirit of Wolverine and start working out.
I do........grrrrr
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Anonymous |
12:43 PM