Tuesday, 30 September 2008

People love Pants

Well it has, of course, been a landslide in favour of showing the smutty pants so the Sock isn't going to keep you in suspense any longer! Also we need to get the pants out of the way so we can concentrate on the more intellectual aspects of this blog. Some of the readers out there are quite educated and they must also be provided for.

So first off the NOT Matthew Wilson pants - they are hardly going to show off the S club tattoo!


Then the Sock isn't sure whose pants these are - and isn't sure she wants to know either!


These are the X-rated pants - you have been warned! Also they will open in a new window which you may want to ensure you close afterwards!

clic for the xflic

9 comments:

Obelixx said...

Those fig leaves made me laugh so much the furniture shook!

Great start to a dull, wet, hide-in-the-greenhouse Tuesday.

granro said...

I don't think I've
A. Gasped, followed by
B. Laughed
quite so forcefully for quite some time!
Which probably means I need to get out more.

Zoƫ said...

I think the top pair should be in a high visibility colour, the chap could then be employed as mobile bicycle parking to more encourage cyclists on to the roads, I may write to J Clarkson with this idea!

As for the x-rated duds.... I think I may order several pairs for use in the greenhouse ... it should help prevent my cucumbers getting rot.

I showed my iGit these and asked if he thought they might be a fun stocking gift for people, he winced, not so much at the underwear, but the fact they had all had full body waxes! OUCH!

(PS - these images have had me giggling so much they ought to carry a health warning)

Crusty Bedsocks said...

I don't know whats funnier the flic or Zoe's comments!

If you they had 2 pairs(?) one could also be used as holster for secateurs - for extreme gardening!

Yolanda Elizabet said...

Justice at last, full body waxes for men! Frankly, I didn't think they had the b... er courage for that.

BTW that x rated one could also be used as a christmas stocking all by itself. Or as a kind of multi purpose gift for slinging stones or housing and protecting cucumbers, squashes or other er perishables.

Fat Rascal said...

The pants make me think of our builder.

Not that I have glimpsed his underwear, he doesn't even have a builder's bum, but his favourite excuse for turning up late is that he has got "caught up".

A friend told me that reminded her of a patient arriving at her dad's surgery early one morning having had an incident with his manhood and his zip.

If the builder wants to leave early he says he has to "shoot off".

I don't know if there is any connection between being caught up in the morning and premature shooting off later in the day.

Yolanda Elizabet said...

It just hit me, those first pants, the white ones, are just the ticket for Sir Toby Tumnus, aren't they? They can accomodate that goat's tail of his. There's no need to thank me for the visual, it was gladly done.

Perhaps these shiny white pants will feature in the next episode?

Arabella Sock said...

Snork! (Snorking for the uninitiated is when you laugh so much whilst drinking your morning tea or coffee that it splurts over the keyboard and probably comes down your nose too. I think it started off being used on the Archer's messageboard and may have lost and/or gained somethings in translation since then.)

Anyway a definite double snork to Yolanda's and Zoe's comments. I don't thank you for the visual - it is too gruesome.

Very naughty Fat Rascal, very naughty...

jane said...

Those white pants remind me of a time very long ago when the young and naive me and then boyfriend were walking thru soho ( the london one). I stopped to look in a shop window, very interested by the backless pants displayed therein. It took a full five minutes for me to realise what they were for and once I had, I fell about laughing. At this point a leather clad mustachioed man appeared at the door and threatend my BF. He dragged me away but actually I wanted to stay and see what would happen. He wasn't my boyfriend for long.