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Ladies and gentlemen, I am here to tell you that Wrangler butts don’t drive me nuts. Indeed, a pair of shoehorn-fitted, cowboy-style classic Wrangler bluejeans don’t impress me so much as distress me. When your jeans are that tight, I bet you can’t even fart, ‘cause your buttcheeks are so thoroughly compressed. Nobody really, truly needs that intimate of a view of anybody else’s gluteal and groinular regions, either.

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  1. […] biggest and most regular hit, however, comes from a throwaway rant I posted some five years ago, riffing off the slogan “Wrangler Butts Drive Me Nuts,” […]

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