The pant-shrinking elf has been at it again. You know, the impish little critters that sneak into your closet between 2am and 6am, and shrink your pants while you sleep. Their magic allows them to only reduce the waist size, without affecting the inseam. Amazing, really. I couldn't find any clip art, possibly because nobody has ever been able to photograph these elusive visitors.
This time he got one of my older, smaller pairs of khaki trousers, one that I'd been wearing for nearly a decade. My wife didn't seem to upset by the loss, and may be in cahoots with the elf. He seems to have trouble with sans-a-belt, so I may replace the pair with something elastic in the waist. I'll keep you posted on my success. The size-34 slacks are banding together for security. I think they will be able to hold out for a few more months at the least. Inshalah.
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