I’m not talking about being expected to give gifts for Christmas or any other winter holiday. I’m talking about having your clothes stolen out of your apartment complex’s laundry room. The husband now no longer has pants. At least we live in the desert and shorts still work for the moment.
But here’s how I figure it: the pants thief obviously needed them. Jeans aren’t exactly cheap. Even $10 could be too expensive for someone who doesn’t have even that much. And it is starting to get cold around here, especially at night. So, enjoy the pants, my friend. Thank you for the reminder to be charitable!
For now, this is a No Pants Zone!
Pipsqueak, the Ferocious 