More Sweatpants…PSYCH!

I’m going to state the obvious here, these motherfuckers look exactly like the pairs of sweatpants we write about daily. You probably thought they were, right? You don’t have to lie, I sit in a fucking cubicle all day, looking at overpriced, “avant-garde” clothing and then writing about it at a so called “internship.” And even I thought they were nut-caressing sweatpants. But no, they are in fact considered real pants. Linen-cotton-blend pants, to be exact. They're absolutely perfect for that Cape Cod WASPfest of a party that your mom invited you to and said, “No sweatpants this time Jimmy.” Then, you show up at the party rocking these gifts from God and you’re absolutely BEAMING.