I Ripped My Pants And You Can See My But t

“Got into my van this afternoon and the back pocket somehow got caught. Of course the pocket couldn't have ripped off, that would be too easy to fix...well, the darn butt of the pants ripped, pocket and all.

On a brighter note...now I have some styling jeans to wear for all the ladies.
;)”

“Sheesh, I thought this was a thread by Fartex...”

“No, that would more like, "I farted and the fireball blew the seat out of my pants, but my ass is black now so it doesn't really matter. Ow."”

“LOL, bit. Kinda reminds me of a cartoon I saw in Hustler magazine years ago where a guy ripped one and it burned the paper off the walls, incinerated the dog and burned half the old lady's face off. The caption was, "Oops, sorry dear".”

“That's probably the only Hustler cartoon you could talk about and not have Matt remove the post, lol....”

“there's a full moon over TT tonight!”

“omg FG.. I actually /remember/ that cartoon!!..

lmao..”

“I did the torn seat routine last summer while packing, didnt discover it untill I was home. Sure glad I used the drive thru.....”

“Buddur LOL That same exact thing happned to me in le Subtil's van on the drive home from your place after Roaring Plains. They were my favorite jeans, too! :-(”

“Come on Tarabull, we know how you really ripped them!!!!”

“lol!!”

“Buddur, quit lying. You should be proud if you had to let one rip and blew the hatch wide open. :-)”

“Clearly, this is a material breach!

Fashion my a$$, you're in contempt!”

“Blew the dogs right off the hatch, huh?”

“Oooooooooh..................Can I touch it?”

“I once had one of those 'favorite' pairs of jeans back in the mid 70's. I lived in Tampa back then and when I wetn back to visit my folks in NY, my Mom took them and threw them in the incincerator room when I wasn't looking (being a neat freak). These had patches all over and a nice horizontal rip across one of the knees. Needless to say, I went tright out and fished those babies out of the incinerator and took back possession. Who knew that 20 years later, Calvin Klein would be selling the exact same thing up town for $65 a pair. I guess I was just a fashion statement ahead of my time. Now, if I could get that bastard to cough up the royalties plus interest...”

“Last time this happened to me, a whole leg kinda ripped right around. lol... a bit too high up to be shorts, well at least shorts I would wear”

“Prove it, Lizs!! Send pix...”

“Cheeky!”

“No I Can't Thank God”

“dont we ride liz enough over her pink thingy hangin out? :}”

“Huh?”

“Yeah, you better qualify that statement, LOL”

“LOL!

yeah, you better provide a thread reference for that”

“well that would be the second pink thing wouldnt it after that camping thingy we all know and luv?”

“double huh? this is getting bad!”

“had thought of that... it might actualy count for two wouldnt it?”

“This sounded like a jello frog thread!”

“Only if it involved EATING his butt in some way....”

“talk about your double dips....
perhaps its time we turn our other cheek? :}”

“Preferably, turn the other cheek! Not sure I want to see that butt!”

“Why wear pants?”

“run nakid and free! :)”

“lmao buddur...or my pants off...same thing happened to me last summer, unfortunately on my way into work via the bagel shop and a gas station and 3 hours wandering around work until i had to pee and wondered why i could see the bathroom floor through my shorts...
couldn't figure out why all those NiMo lineman let me in front of them at the bagel shop...”

“Is this where PNdot (or whatever appropriate highway organization is it) kisses Buddur's blinding white ass?!?!??”

“Depends on how long budder's ass has been hanging out of his pants. Might not be so blinding white now.”

“Towards the end of a long hike once I ripped the seat out of my one pair of hiking pants. It was 100 miles back to the other end of the shuttle, so I had to ride back with them all ripped out. And it was thru town, where we stopped for that first meal. I took my jacket off and tied the sleeves around my waist, to the jacket hung down to cover. The folks I was with got over it after awhile, and I wasn't too concerned, its not like there was anything I could do about it.”

“Guys running around with their hairy @$$e$ hanging out. Lovely.”

“HEY!!

If we can discuss tampon problems or sources, we can discuss torn clothing here. : )”

“I had my pants melt away once. Got battery acid on them at the trailhead. Only pair of pants I had on the trip.”

“Wow! Pathman wins.”

“They didn't disappear, but the got to be very short shorts.”

“Like a long, chemistry-induced striptease? :)”

“Hope nothing else burned off!”