July 21, 2011
I also love it when we're gabbing on the phone and I randomly ask if he's wearing pants and he says, "Fuck, no! You know the policy here. It's pants optional 'round the clock."
Personally, I operate on a pants optional basis at all times, so it's always a good thing to meet a kindred spirit. We understand each other on another level; specifically one unencumbered by inseams and zippers. And, it confirms what I already suspected: this is one cool dude. We're on the same pants wavelength. Yesssssss. I knew he was a keeper. This guy is husband material right here.
I mean, who needs to wear pants when they're home? No one! Pants, shmants. Kick those fuckers off, toss 'em in the corner and let's have another beer!