Hell Is A Changing Room At The Gap

If you saw the jeans I am wearing right now you’d probably point, laugh and possibly try to avert your eyes. You see, my chub rub has managed to create a less-revealing version of crotchless pants. Also, the bottoms are torn and tattered and I look like the hemp-necklace wearing hippie/raver kids from the late [...]

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