Mondays are pants


My brother sent me this picture:

He’s a corporate advisor.
One of his colleagues found it while they were doing research for a client, and he thought I might be interested.
Well yes, I am interested, because those are some bloody big boy’s pants.
Fricken’ Hell. It really makes you wonder all sorts of things that you shouldn’t be wondering about.
It just goes to show, monday’s really are pants. Big, enormous pants.

Oh my goodness. My brother has just informed me that these are actually women’s broeks! heavens. That does explain the crotch (or lack of crotch) issues.

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