Now about my wardrobe...

Walking through Wal-mart the other night, I was pondering possible excuses for why my pants were riding so low on my hips, just in case anyone asked*

• I'm a plumber by trade
• I'm gettin' inta' da' hip-hop, yo!
• I have no hips
• These pants were a gift from John Candy
• I've lost a bunch of weight lately, and haven't had time to buy new clothes**
• Coin change and gravity are conspiring to pants me
• This was the only size that Goodwill had
• 'cause you know you wanna check out my underwear

Eventually I settled on the truth:

• I forgot to put a belt on.

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*yeah, right. Can you see anyone (other than parental figures) asking about low-riding pants?
**this is actually close to being true, however, I hardly ever shop for clothes anyway.