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As promised, photographic evidence of the Fancy Pants party.
First up, me, in all my, ahem, glory.
The identities of the other party-goers have been obscured to protect the innocent. Or, mostly innocent.
A co-worker of The Scientist, along with her man. They were good sports, and she won the prize for "pants with the most stuff on them."
The Scientist. I still say those are some sexy pants. As of yet, I have been unable to get her to wear them again.
Friend and former co-worker of my wife's. The shirt really says it all.
"Flasher pants."
Probably the fanciest hand-made pants of the evening. This is M., The Scientist's best friend and winner of pants trivia.
My buddy J., co-conspirator with my wife to hold this surprise party. Winner of "Most Colorful Pants." That's his son in the background (in girl's pants) doing, um, oh, never mind.

Clown pants.



Labels: girl-less fun, the scientist
5 Comments:
Those pants are even more Christian Michael de Pole than I imagined :P
G-
3:33 PM
Hey....Your fancy pants....
I saw Christmas balls!
Noonch.
And The Scientist's ass looks awesome in plaid. Just saying.
But mainly your balls.
9:16 PM
I've contacted the Pickerington authorities. Freak.
9:24 PM
What no "junk" Pants? I'm cut to the quick....
8:40 PM
Bob, this is a family publication.
8:58 AM
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