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What's in Your Pants?
We know a guy who carries a man purse and although he's nice enough, it's the but of constant jokes. We just aren't enlightened enough to accept a purse but are more than willing to embrace men with newsboy and messenger bags. Women we know have more latitude, any sort of satchel they decide to tote along from the sublime leather backpack, to the tony(but pricey ) Kate Spade bag to the recycled shopping bag from Duane Reade is usually acceptable. The world is full of double standards, and we figure this is the trade off for notbeing able to embrace facial hair on chicks. It's just one of those things that's not done. We're perfectly comfortable with that, and hope this doesn't kick off some sort of movement to change it.
The lifestyle of the modern human calls for more and more accoutrments each day, one of the posible reasons for the proliferation of cargo pants. What is in all those pockets? We took a random and wholly unreliable survey to see what was so important that it had to be on the person of the bearer. The surve method was precise and scientific: We took an unsuspecting friend to a sidewalk cafe in New York City, then proceeded to first fill them with liquor and then embarass them by stopping passerby to make the inquiry "What's in Your Pants?" Except for a stern warning from two beat cops to leave people alone, no other traumas were incurred.
Overall, we found the results highly disappointing.
in the junk drawer:
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