Some of you may be aware that I, sometimes, hold completely insane/maniacal/intense hatreds for relatively inane, everyday things. (Although, in fairness, Michael Bublé is f*cking annoying as f*ck! Inane nothing! GAH!).
These things typically result in an overwhelming and inexplicable outpouring of rage.
This little jean-label-thread-thing here is a hatred I have held for a loooooong time.
Those little threads? Devil spawn, I tell you. Some jeans have them on the back waistband, the pockets, the zipper, up the legs... (okay, not really, but whatever. I hate them).
Some people think that as long as the label is removed, all is well. Those people are WRONG.
If I am standing behind you in a line up somewhere and see those little buggers, I am SO tempted to try to rip them out by hand (in vain) to get them to disappear.
They.Drive.Me.Batshit.Crazy.Er.
I bought two new pairs of jeans the other night and the FIRST this I did was get the sharp-pointy scissors to disembowel the threads.
It's amazing the emotion I hold for these things.
Sometimes my own weirdness even freaks ME out~!
So keep an eye on your waistbands and asses, folks. If I see them, YOUR ASS IS MINE. I can be anywhere and everywhere. And if there are threads, you are NOT safe.
Fair warning.
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These things typically result in an overwhelming and inexplicable outpouring of rage.
This little jean-label-thread-thing here is a hatred I have held for a loooooong time.
RAAAAAAAAAAAAAWR! |
Those little threads? Devil spawn, I tell you. Some jeans have them on the back waistband, the pockets, the zipper, up the legs... (okay, not really, but whatever. I hate them).
Some people think that as long as the label is removed, all is well. Those people are WRONG.
Annoys the absolute |
If I am standing behind you in a line up somewhere and see those little buggers, I am SO tempted to try to rip them out by hand (in vain) to get them to disappear.
They.Drive.Me.Batshit.Crazy.Er.
I bought two new pairs of jeans the other night and the FIRST this I did was get the sharp-pointy scissors to disembowel the threads.
THREADS BE DAMNED! |
It's amazing the emotion I hold for these things.
Sometimes my own weirdness even freaks ME out~!
So keep an eye on your waistbands and asses, folks. If I see them, YOUR ASS IS MINE. I can be anywhere and everywhere. And if there are threads, you are NOT safe.
Fair warning.
VICTORY IS MINE!! And yes, I got the jeans on sale. You guys know me BY NOW! |
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