Heavy Cotton T-Shirt
Pants. Pshhht. Who needs em’? I haven’t worn pants in three years - best three years of my life I’ll tell ya’ right now. They’re like a straight-jacket for your legs. They’re a prison for your crotch. They’re a fabricated version of hell on Earth! No, I’m not exaggerating! And no, I won’t calm down! Not until every single denim, cotton, polyester and suede (especially suede) piece of pant is burnt to a crisp! I want to make a huge fire. And throw all of these bull shit pants into it. Buy this T-shirt if you’re with me! Long live being pants-less!