Your dad had colored jeans before you did and he has the red dye on his legs to prove it. Any douchenozzle can slide their walking sticks into a pair of blue jeans, but it takes a bold man to wave his dick in the face of convention and rock a pair of leg coverings so bold that it would start a jean coloring revolution. With his red jeans hanging on him tighter than your mom would, he would lock lady looks into his lower parts as he walked triumphantly into fashion history.
So hipsters, next time you’re looking like a pack of highlighters vomited on you, remember this…
You’d be sliding your sad ass into blue jeans if it wasn’t for the fact that your dad blew the doors off the denim color game.
Big Thanks to Alice H. for the amazing photo of her dad and his friends.
On 3/06/2011 martym wrote:
>When your gear grows eyebrows and starts talking to you, I reckon you're up the creek..
My gear sometimes 'has hairs on it' (regarding placement), and often talks to me while I am solo aiding, though the creak is often missing! ~> Does that count for anything? It sounds to me like you don't understand creaky-gear-speak!
;-)
On 3/06/2011 hero wrote:
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>>When your gear grows eyebrows and starts talking to you, I reckon you're
>>up the creek..
>
>You've obviously never climbed on acid. eyebrows is the least of your
>problems.
The fact that this picture is beige and not "colours man" is direct evidence that no acid was involved.
Speaking of which I just remembered I have those mushies drying on top of the fridge.