You can tell a lot about a man by the kind of britches he wears.
Me? I prefer the workingman’s blues. All-American denim. Hell, the only time I ever wore trousers was on my wedding day. I even wear jeans to church. And why not? Pastor’s always having us sing “Come As You Are” and I don’t think the Lord will mind if I take Him up on that. I get a few looks from the high-’n’-mighty’s, but that doesn’t bother me. Besides, Lara dresses smart enough for the both of us...
Ah, thanks Al for the mention on your blog. I'm glad you liked it enough to recommend it to your readers!
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