So, while I was not-to-busy during Ike, I went shopping...I know, shocking. A little retail therapy, if you will. I am overloaded with tops, so I went shopping for bottoms. In an attempt to look 'hip' 'young' 'cool', I was looking for some lower-rise jeans. I found an cheap inexpensive pair of jeans at wal-mart a local department store. But then, tonight, I bent over and I felt a definitive breeze upon my bare butt. The front had slid down below my pudge, and the back slid down my ass.
AAAAaaannnnddd, that's the last time I wear cheap wal-mart low-rise jeans.