For years, you’ve endured a pantless existence. [I says, what I says.]
Too short. Too stiff. Too normie.
But those dark times are over!
This mission — codenamed: YOUREGETTINGYOURFUCKINGPANTS — is designed for one man only:
Husband. Geek. LARPer. Low-key Vampire. High-Key Sc-Fi Pacifist Overlord.
You deserve pants that command respect, hold your wallet and your dignity.
THE DARK AGES
2014-2024: The Era of settling for what's available. Which is to say, practically nothing.
THE PROPHECY
“One day,” he whispered, “someone will make me pants that matter.”
THE RECKONING
2025: The Pact is forged. The Pant Portal opens.
Alignment: Neutral Good Goth [That last part is important].
Class: Chaos Controller.
Known Weaknesses: Always buys what he wants so getting anything for his Birthday and making it a surprise is an impossible mission. And lack of pants.
Known Strengths: Impeccable humor, superior taste [see Waifu], nice buns.
Last Seen Wearing: PETRA-issued office pants.
"All he wanted... was pants that understood him."
“These pants will make me a god among mortals.” [Probably]
You don't. They're not made yet. That's the point.
How long does it take you to decide what you want?
I have a computer. I have a Cricut.
UGHN
Computer/Cricut.
I do. It's called "YOUR WAIFU DOING IT FOR YOU".
"YOUR WAIFU DOING IT FOR YOU" includes:
Subtle not-so-subtle groin groping.
Butt crack swiping.
A healthy dose of prolonged eye contact.
Another dose of eye contact, but eye to eye, as close to the eyes as you can get to Bailey's without getting your eyes wet, kind of close.
👁👄👁 *Iloveyou*
I mean, I'm not even getting paid.
...I'm not getting paid...
When you're in bed, and you've encroached on the half that doesn't belong to you, as you normally do, and there's a frustrated sigh, because the entity that wishes to go to bed is pushed to the edge, with a foot sometimes dangling, you'll know you've reached support.
This is what this is. When did you think this wasn't the this that is the thing that is offered to you?
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