I mean, my poor Gramps died yesterday and all I can do is laugh uproariously at this dude! And wonder how many pairs of pants my gigantic ass is going to bust out of.
Yes, it happened again yesterday. My Huge Ass came billowing out of my Prana climbing pants. I slunk home in a cloud of depression and self loathing and lay on my sofa until Slevy called and promised me that it wasn't my ass it was shoddy craftsmanship. God bless her.
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ok, the japanese school teacher is a RIOT!
and he has nothing to do with shoddy craftmanship. like your pants.
slev
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