It has come to my attention that tomorrow is no pants day. Officially. Exactly what my brothers need, an excuse to run around pantless. Wow. (I'm supposing this was the brain child of a man.) In this post, I am supposed to wow you with my wit, cunning sense of humor, and, undoubtedly my good looks. (Since things like that permeate through the text.)
In all seriousness, Kadon called, wanted me to post this. Says he's too busy golfing to bother hacking into my blog to do it himself, let alone, coming up with the gumption to create his own blog. (The fear of being placed in a "outkast" column, created specifically for him, must be deterrent enough.) Side thought, if he is golfing they must not be enjoying the 6" of snow we are...too bad for them.
Anyway, I told him I would start the post and hold space for his witty commentary. That way, when he finally got around to writing about it himself, he would have amble space...or something like that.
I am also to pass along the following:
Clinton, apparently my brother respects your wit and humor enough to allow you the esteemed pleasure of commenting, nay, posting on this very delicate and apparently sacred day of no pants. Have at it.
Kadon, one last reminder, when you do hack into my blog and replace this post with your own, keep it clean. We must maintain our G rated blog. Children are present. Oh, and Kadon, what are you going to do? Are you seriously going to go pantless? Maybe wear a skirt instead? DARE YOU!
And there you go, no pants day, officially. Anxiously await my brother's post.
I can't wait!!!
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