It is no doubt that these here leather chaps turned beacons-of-fashion-genius would incite in the average joe and/or tin-man the same fear and dread as would the possibility of a run-in with a large and toothy feline. Because they are:
- overalls (for non-farming related activities, such as strutting one's stuff)
- leather
But we are not tin-men, nor are we mobile scare-crows or bipedal lions lacking courage. So, I see no reason to not own at least four two pairs.
Now, what is the point of all these Wizard of Oz references? Well, that is a good question and one that I would be sure to answer if my writing style was less ramble-ramble and more edit-out-the-crap. But, as you well know, life is unfair, and so, the deeper and undoubtedly more profound meaning will remain a mystery to me you.
Point is, I want to be in this girl's pants. Like IN her pants, as in I want to steal her pants and run far, far away (whilst wearing them) where she will never catch me and I will assume the status of haute-couture-farm-girl and willing societal reject.
Point is, I want to be in this girl's pants. Like IN her pants, as in I want to steal her pants and run far, far away (whilst wearing them) where she will never catch me and I will assume the status of haute-couture-farm-girl and willing societal reject.
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