Swing low Posted on 12 May 2010 by kyknoord Every day is Pantsless Thursday as far as I’m concerned. Share this:FacebookTwitterPinterestTumblrLike Loading... Related
I call in sick on Pantsless Thursday by unanimous request. They make me go to another country on Shirtless Tuesday. LikeLike Reply ↓
i’m inspired to wear the bathrobe to work this week, taking casual friday to an entirely new low… i assume your photos will be on the flickr page? LikeLike Reply ↓
Psst! Dude you’re pantless! I’m afraid that botched circumcision isn’t a secret either! LikeLike Reply ↓
Commando, at the office? That dude has xray vision to see through your trousers. Maybe he is a trouser pilot? LikeLike Reply ↓
What’s really awkward is when Pantsless Thursday and Shirtless Sixth of the Month fall on the same day. LikeLike Reply ↓
It would certainly change the dynamic of my therapy sessions. Then again, I have many patients I do NOT want to see without their pants on. LikeLike Reply ↓
Exactly. This has been a particularly successful tactic to keep people out of my office. LikeLike Reply ↓
I know..right..that’s why I have nothing to say..shocking..just shocking…not even banana hammock friday LikeLike Reply ↓
I’m glad I read this before leaving the house. Pants are off now. I’m not sure why, but my co-workers are staring. And by “staring” I mean “looking away in horror.” LikeLike Reply ↓
the other side of the mountain 
I call in sick on Pantsless Thursday by unanimous request. They make me go to another country on Shirtless Tuesday.
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But you’re still good for Naked Monday, right?
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So you’re joining GnuKid for Banana Hammock Friday then?
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You know when you say “joining” like that, it sounds dirty.
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Damn, I’d hope so …
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Thank Bog almighty you don’t teach elementary school.
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True. I’m a terrible teacher.
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Sweet Chariot, coming forth to carry me home!
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Malach!
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Malach!
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i’m inspired to wear the bathrobe to work this week, taking casual friday to an entirely new low… i assume your photos will be on the flickr page?
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Quid pro quo, Dais.
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Jeez Dais, looks like you’re going to have to ante up.
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You’re not wearing that white g-string again are you?
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oh lord I hope not
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She’s joking. It’s leopard-print.
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oh that’s SO much better *not*
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you’re aware it’s FRICKEN FREEZING, right?
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It must be my Scottish heritage that protects me.
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Good move. I hear airing the affected area is the best thing for jungle rot.
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Hey, the jungle rot was supposed to be a secret.
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Psst! Dude you’re pantless! I’m afraid that botched circumcision isn’t a secret either!
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No, that was deliberate: ribbed for her pleasure.
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But it’s Wednesday today.
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Well spotted.
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Phew, for a moment I thought I had lost a day.
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Sneaky things, days.
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Commando, at the office? That dude has xray vision to see through your trousers. Maybe he is a trouser pilot?
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Ah, but pants aren’t called pants here.
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What’s really awkward is when Pantsless Thursday and Shirtless Sixth of the Month fall on the same day.
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Particularly in winter.
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i miss staying at home all day. then every day was sans-pants-day.
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Office not quite ready for that?
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Third Law of Thermodynamics: everything just goes to shit.
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It would certainly change the dynamic of my therapy sessions. Then again, I have many patients I do NOT want to see without their pants on.
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Exactly. This has been a particularly successful tactic to keep people out of my office.
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WTF…I got nothing to say but at least I have pants on while not saying it..
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I have security footage that suggests otherwise.
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hey! I didn’t notice that new photo in your sidebar yesterday…..
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It’s temporary. It’ll probably be gone tomorrow.
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I know..right..that’s why I have nothing to say..shocking..just shocking…not even banana hammock friday
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I’m glad I read this before leaving the house. Pants are off now. I’m not sure why, but my co-workers are staring. And by “staring” I mean “looking away in horror.”
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