So… this is KIND OF safe for work since the photos is about as blurry as one of those murderer suspect photos that they put in the newspapers. On top of that, it’s a side view luckily. It actually looks like he has those hospital scrub-shoe thingies on. Perhaps he’s a transplant surgeon that is in a hurry and…..ah.. never mind!
The situation is what it is…. a guy trying to get into his car… and once he does, he’s going to have a helluva time trying to figure out where to put his keys! As he goes to put them in his pants pocket, he’s like… “Holy #$@$! Who stole my Spone Bob pajama pants???”
This is kind of the direct opposite of cargo pants…. you go from not being able to find your keys (or anything else) in any one of the 4,021 pockets and secret spots.. to having ZERO pockets whatsoever and.. I guess… one very unique “secret spot” where the keys might be hidden!
Well guy..I realize that this summer in Pittsburgh has been extremely hot and humid, for us all but, c’mon! Put that stuff away! Even the curing room in the basement of the local butcher doesn’t have that much meat swinging free, YaJagoff!
Being a fat person myself, I shouldn’t poke fun of other fat people, but I can’t help it. This guy is out in public, flashing everything, so even other fat people have a right to say something. So —
That hanging stomach of his probably covers up more of him than his pants do!
His motto for dressing is, “Simplicity, simplicity, simplicity.
Oh there’s pockets there, lots of nooks and crannies to hold the melted…whatever. Guess, Pittsburgh is hotter (or not so hot) than the rest of us!
Haaa.. yes.. pockets….folds…nooks…crannies…yikes! Thanks Cathy for reading and commenting!