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Where Are My Pants?

September 14th, 2013 . by Tim Babb (TANcast's #1 Host/Editor Fan)

30 Days and 30 Blogs
Day 14

I think I lost a pair of pants. Earlier this year, I bought two new pair of jeans (or is it “pairs” of jeans?) because I was getting holes in my old ones. Also, my waste line got an inch bigger. Sorry ladies…taken!

Today I went to look for one of them and I couldn’t find it. I can only find one pair of jeans. What that hell? How does that happen? Who loses their pants? I know if you know my history or have heard the podcast you think I’m such a slob that they must just be buried in some big mess I’ve made, but I don’t really have any messes big enough to hide my pants. So either I’m doing some strange things while sleep walking, or we’ve had a visit from a burgler with a very odd but specific fetish.

One Response to “Where Are My Pants?”

  1. Andy (TANcast's #1 Ear-Rapist) Says:

    It’s like goldfish, man. You kept the jeans together in a drawer that wasn’t big enough for both of them, so the stronger pair ate the weaker.

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