Let's see if I can bang this thing out in fifteen minutes. Shouldn't be a problem since I only have one thing to talk about. Button fly pants. Here we go
So I bought my first pair of button fly pants last week and I feel like a total sellout. I have been fundamentally against button fly pants because they take so long to button up and because I thought they would take a long time to unbutton. Turns out only one of those things is true. Real easy to take off. A little....too easy. But still I feel at least 1/2 sold out. Fortunately, as I get older I've become better and better at suppressing shame and just doing whatever it is I feel like doing. But this is serious. Major ethical dilemma here. Does wearing pants that I have to button 5 times make me lame? My vote currently is still yes. Let's take a look at the facts shall we?
1) I write a blog on a regular basis
2) I bought a pair of button fly pants
3) I have ray ban glasses.
4) I like plaid
That's it. I've done it. I'm officially a lame hipster. what have I done? And not only that, I've made it clear that my inner monologue is gay. I think I should probably just get it over with and move to France and start wearing a beret and dress shoes with no socks. I'm the worst. I need some time to reflect on what my life has become. Here's your somewhat related haiku
Put on my new pants
Button button button stop.
Two more buttons left
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