Yeah, this is basically what my Friday night looks like

D., freshly showered after clearing snow: I want to just put on sweatpants, but I'll wear jeans instead.

Me: Wear sweatpants.

D.: But I want to impress you. I know how much you like it when I wear pants. Plus, I'm kind of gassy, and wearing sweatpants when you're gassy is like putting poop through a strainer, some of the fart just gets caught in there.


Mrs. Grumpypants said...

who says chivalry is dead?

Keyona said...

Awe, how sweet. Gross.

Angie [A Whole Lot of Nothing] said...

Totally hot.

I don't know how you hold yourself back.

Yes, sir.

So hot.

Hold me back.