Saturday, November 22, 2008

My flies have no zip.

I have two pairs of jeans. The zipper on each pair always seems to come down without my help. My wife said I should take them to a seamstress, but that would cost me time, money, brain cells, and pants.

The end.

6 comments:

dave said...

I blew the zipper out on my pants about 5 months ago. I thought about how I could resolve my dilema. I put them on the bottom of my jean pile. They're still there. Being useless. Deep down I know I'm just hoping that someday mom will stop by. Or somebody that can fix zippers.

Posy said...

I hate replacing zippers. Perhaps I can be enticed to repair 3 zippers with a lot of chocolate. It has to be good chocolate though.

dave said...

Good chocolate costs more than new pants. I'll trade moderate chocolate for your service.

Anonymous said...

You should start a web site, like chocolateforpants.com or something. you could make a killing in chocolate.

-John

jana said...

I blew a zipper once when I was in college and could only afford one pair of jeans. I used a safety pin to keep it up. Sometimes that safety pin came undone and stabbed me in the gut.

JP said...

Now that I'm almost 60 the only time I have trouble with my jeans zipper is when I forget to pull it up.

Jana's Dad