Clarification
I stated in my last post that I would rather walk through a major city in flaming pajama bottoms than practice dancing. I'm afraid I didn't mean pants that were literally on fire. What I meant instead was what my friend Cameron is so wonderfully demonstrating below. Flaming Dragon Pants!. Yes I know, not as impressive as real flames but a whole lot less painful. Not to mention the end result isn't nearly as embarrasing as real pants on fire would be.
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To forestall any sarcastic comments, here is how cameron qualifies as my best friend. I don't have a dog and I don't have a girlfriend so he becomes the most qualified to fill the position :)
"ooooooh.... thas niiiiice."
And are those real, live, one-of-a-kind-special-today-only-student-priced souvenirs I see in the background?
Hee hee hee - Wesley you make me laugh. And hey, you should bring Cameron around sometime - he looks like he would fit in well. Of course, far be it from me to judge a book by its cover!
*laughs*
That's one gorgeous man in those flaming dragon pants!!!! Whew!! It takes your breath away!!
Cameron eh? So that's who your alter-ego is :) I always knew you seemed a bit schizo to me. You're braver than I...
'Fraid not Ryu. My alter ego happens to be a happenin' hip hopster named W.C. Bombfunk. Though from what I've heard he likes Cameron's style and just might adopt it for his own.
Now that's a scary thought.
Heaven Forbid!!!
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