Pants update update!!!
Nope, still not excited. I never told you how the story ended, did I? Well, I did in the comments, but maybe you don’t read those.
So the next day I went back and tried pulling on them again. I pulled and I pulled and I pulled, but no dice. Then I came back a little later and tried AGAIN. This time I figured out how they were stuck and was able to pull the right parts in the right directions. Soon my pants were mine again. All mine!
Not that that does me much good. There are so many irreparable rips in them that they might as well still be stuck. You’d think maybe I could pass the rips off as a fashion statement, but no—there’s an enormous hole right in the crotch. I’d show you pictures of me wearing them and how ridiculous they look, but this is a family website*.
Poooooop. I’ve had those pants since high school, and they were my favorite favorite. Black, stretchy, dressy, flared, with slits up to the ankles and ties at the top of the slits. A little hard to explain, but believe you me, these were some bitchin’ pants.
RIP, pants. You been good to me, and I’ll miss you.
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* Not really, but it’s fun to say that.
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