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Lookin' like a fool.....

...with your pants on the ground!

And with those words, I give to you my favorite new song, "Pants on the Ground."

"General" Larry Platt, you have a hit! The song echoes the sentiments of many of us.

When I was in school, the style was to wear your pants skin tight. That was when bell bottoms were in style. I would have been stylish, but it was my shirt that had the bell bottom.
The pants were up over the hips, and it was the old folks who wore the boxers. The youth wore briefs.

I have no problem with what you wear under your pants, as long as it stays under your pants. Also to those who show "mechanics cleavage", if your pants don't go up all the way, get some shirts that come down a little further.

Comments

Minerva said…
Yeah, those mechanics and refrigerator repair guys are contributing to America's crack problem..
Mike Golch said…
I could say the same thing to some young ladies when they lean over sometimes the show a lot more that they should.I do not want to know what kind of underwear that you have or lack of.
OMG! This is hilarious, Cliff!! I agree with Mike... But, we don't see that in France.. Different style and the girls/ladies don't show their underwear here like in California... No bra straps either...
Take care, Leesa
Busy Bee Suz said…
This song cracks me up. My youngest heard it the other day and swears this guy stole the song from my DROOPY pants post a few weeks ago. :0
Brenda said…
Ick...we have a mechanic here with the "crack" problem. I think my eyes have been scarred for life!! Love that little diddy myself. Got it on my cell phone!!
Syd said…
Yep, I don't get the style of showing boxers to the world.

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