Sunday, June 9, 2013

#dropcrotchpants

Welcome to the triumphant return of Ducks Out Of A Row! 

(If you’ve ever wondered what it would be like to hear 7 billion people rejoicing at once, there you go.)

Realizing how rapidly our world is heading down the tubes since my last post—more on this in a moment—I decided it is necessary to come in with those EMT paddles and resuscitate my little corner of the Internet. A couple of mighty electric shocks to the chest later and here we are. TGFOC! (Thank God for ObamaCare.)

So how, exactly, does one realize that the world is heading down the tubes? Easy… drop-crotch pants.

I truly wish that I could say otherwise, but drop-crotch pants are unfortunately a real thing, and are exactly what they sound as though they would be: pants with the crotch dropped. 

Now, I once vowed that I would refrain from making more Justin Beiber jokes, but I never said anything about giving the Beibs a chance to make the joke for himself. As such, here is an example of drop-crotch pants:



The kid is apparently a huge fan of them. So, um, he’s got that going for him, right?

I thought that skinny jeans were pretty terrifying. They are not particularly flattering and I’ve seen very few people—and I am under-utilizing the word “very” in this instance—who can actually pull them off and look decent. (Note: I’m saying “decent” and not “fabulous” or “attractive” or “sane.”) But drop-crotch takes the awfulness to another level… an HNL, if you will. (That’s for all the MadTV fans out there who also happen to be Ducks Out Of A Row fans, of which I’m sure there are plenty.) (If you are not a fan, the 3:00 mark of the linked video explains "HNL.")

There were no crotch drop pants at the time of my previous post (probably around 20 years ago now*). But then I began my well-deserved blogging sabbatical and apparently all hell broke loose. Using my tremendous powers of deduction, I put one and one together and realized that if I wanted to live in a drop-crotch pants-free world—and who, besides The Beibs, wouldn’t?—I need to bring my blog back (much like Justin Timberlake saving us all from the sexy-less world prior to 2006, when he brought sexy back).

Well, I’ve decided that I am not going to sit idly and watch my society be decimated by such travesties as skinny jeans and drop-crotch pants. Nope, not on my watch. And this means the return of the Ducks.

* Nowhere close to 20 years.

3 comments:

  1. Random!
    I was just re reading some of my old posts and trying to get back into the feel of my blog too and I wondered what happened with "That ducks guy"
    Welcome back :)

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  2. Thanks! Glad you came back to read. :) If you are trying to get back into the feel of it, I'd recommend just sitting down and writing. Once you get the ball rolling, it is pretty easy to get back into it.

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  3. I have been lately - though scattered, its working so far. As a fellow OLP fan ( think thats right? ) check it out if you'd like - I got to meet them last week !

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