Somewhere, a German is missing his pants.
The 80s called and they want their President back.No, hang on – they just want the Camaro.
To pair with your Bad Idea Jeans, presumably.
This little duo was harder to pass up. But he did.
Don’t let the perfect be the enemy of the good. Usually.
I was chuckling so much over this entry that E.g. called from the next room to ask what was so funny!
Maybe the fatigues belonged to a soldier from the Land Of Counterpane. Hang on — fatigue…counterpane…wow, that was deep.
That’s an eye-popping selection, Hank! Going shopping with you sounds like a breeze! 🙂
Going anywhere with Hank is a breeze all right…not always in the way one hopes but definitely windy!
Deep indeed. Just like the country.
On a side note, Hank had a really, uh, bright pair of “Jams” (see: the 1980s) from his days in Hawai`i, and when he wore them scrambling up Mt. Snowdon in Wales and around and about the peaks in the Lake District, folks would ask if he was German.
Code for: Strapping, rather loud, and a terrible, terrible dresser.
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- Hank Williams, Sr.