Baggy has always looked goofy. A stylish pair of pants should, ideally, make someone glance at your bits and bobs. Taut enough to accentuate but loose enough to tickle their curiosity. Baggy pants have always offered either too much or too little information. There’s no reveal when your groin is in plain view and there’s too much mystery when your pants offer no outline. If the realm of questions includes “what’s that smell” or “did they hide a whole rotisserie chicken?” then something has gone awry. Don’t allow this to become acceptable again.
Your blasphemy accelerates us towards the inevitable. As you and the society you poison drown in denim, let my warnings echo across the vacuous chasm of your morality.
Baggy has always looked goofy. A stylish pair of pants should, ideally, make someone glance at your bits and bobs. Taut enough to accentuate but loose enough to tickle their curiosity. Baggy pants have always offered either too much or too little information. There’s no reveal when your groin is in plain view and there’s too much mystery when your pants offer no outline. If the realm of questions includes “what’s that smell” or “did they hide a whole rotisserie chicken?” then something has gone awry. Don’t allow this to become acceptable again.
That’s why I go naked to relay the maximum amount of information.
Top tier comment, artfully put.
Baggy legs, fitted (but not tight) around the hips and ass. Perfect for all genders 😌
Your blasphemy accelerates us towards the inevitable. As you and the society you poison drown in denim, let my warnings echo across the vacuous chasm of your morality.
No way, this stuff is just chef kiss, no notes.
The slope has been paved and lubricant applied. Let the slipping commence.
Name one time lubricant didn’t improve a situation 😌