Those are the jeans I chose to wear yesterday. I try not to wear them too often, simply because they are "that pair". They're faded from many washings, and on the pockets, they have these little holes where you can see my undies peeking through. It doesn't matter. I still wear them.
I decided to wear them yesterday when I finished up a little last minute Christmas shopping.
My mission that day was to buy my sister the digital camera she had her eye on. I found the camera, bought it, then on my way home, stopped in goody's, bought a sweater for my mom. I drove around a little while, then decided to go to May's to pick up a few things I needed around the house.
As I'm leaving May's with my purchases, my butt feels extremely cold. I touched the seat of my pants, only to find there was no seat to my pants. I touched bare skin. Boys and girls, I was commando. I was sans panties, and the worst feeling of all was wondering "How LONG did I walk around showing my crack to the majority of Ada?"
I'll never know. Of all the things I've done, this trumps all. I have to see the good side of it, though. Who else do you know that could show their ass to half of Ada and get away with it? That's right, no one ;-)
