Life Rule # 509. Sweatpants. They're No Sweat.
Far, far away (Well, in all actuality, damn near within arm's reach, if I am to assume your closet and/or dresser is located in your bedroom) lies a land of comfort. A land of possibilities. A land of statements, of style & purpose.
It is there, among the rows of shirts, jeans, dress pants, skirts, socks & shorts that they patiently lie in wait and they should never have to wait long. Your sweatpants. The guilty pleasure of your wardrobe. The reason for every season.
They say you pay for what you get. So if that's the case I say you treat yourself and load up on a stalwart pair of sweats. It's the bottom of the ninth. There are two outs. Your closet is counting on you. So step up to the plate and spank one out of the park.
Have you ever wondered what it must feel like to have two koalas hugging each of your legs? Put on a pair of sweatpants.
Ever think what it might be like if we still lived in the Garden of Eden (ladies?)? Slip on a pair of sweats.
Your sweats are like your dog. No matter what kind of day you've had or how long you've been gone....they will always be there for you.
Reward their loyalty by rewarding yourself.