Sumguy
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- Jun 2, 2007
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I decided to take a trip to the mall today and took our good friend JMapleton's advice: buy sexy $200 jeans and all the ladies will love you for your sheik and daring style! I sat and pondered where great minds flock to buy their overpriced denim apparel. Thankfully, I live in Miami, where there are plenty of rich people who love to waste their money. There's a Bloomingdale's on damn near every corner if you go to the right part of the city.
I began my journey with this:
Clearly unflattering! My buttocks are not accentuated by the fit of these jeans! And they only cost $15 from Old Navy! How grotesque. Women will not have their potential suitors running about in thrift store goods.
I decided to look for good old Seven For All Mankind: helping men get laid since Western culture decided jeans are awesome and should be worn all the time. It wasn't hard, as they had an entire wall of these jeans. Apparently, $200 jeans fly off the shelves faster than the horde of women can tear them off of the men who buy them.
Behold!
The tag said "standard". As I pulled this from the "straight leg" section, I assumed the pair I grabbed are for those who are not yet ready for the awesome power that comes with chicken legs and skinny jeans.
They lied. I felt the nut-hugging goodness cradle my manhood. And it felt nice. I guess the deceit was for my own good. But alas, no swarm of women were yet swooning over my swang. Obviously, I'm doing it wrong.
I decided to listen to our old friend Casiotech. They had a few pairs of Diesel jeans in the store. This time, I struck a pose. Women dig men in douchewear striking poses, right?
Nope. I sat alone in the dressing room, not a crazed female in sight.
I'm confused, JMaptelon, how does this shit work?
I began my journey with this:
Clearly unflattering! My buttocks are not accentuated by the fit of these jeans! And they only cost $15 from Old Navy! How grotesque. Women will not have their potential suitors running about in thrift store goods.
I decided to look for good old Seven For All Mankind: helping men get laid since Western culture decided jeans are awesome and should be worn all the time. It wasn't hard, as they had an entire wall of these jeans. Apparently, $200 jeans fly off the shelves faster than the horde of women can tear them off of the men who buy them.
Behold!
The tag said "standard". As I pulled this from the "straight leg" section, I assumed the pair I grabbed are for those who are not yet ready for the awesome power that comes with chicken legs and skinny jeans.
They lied. I felt the nut-hugging goodness cradle my manhood. And it felt nice. I guess the deceit was for my own good. But alas, no swarm of women were yet swooning over my swang. Obviously, I'm doing it wrong.
I decided to listen to our old friend Casiotech. They had a few pairs of Diesel jeans in the store. This time, I struck a pose. Women dig men in douchewear striking poses, right?
Nope. I sat alone in the dressing room, not a crazed female in sight.
I'm confused, JMaptelon, how does this shit work?