Pants

The other day Joel put on six pairs of pants.

A huge part of me wondered why in the hell he wanted to do this, but then I remembered that once, Joel drove for forty-five minutes with his windshield wipers on, no rain, just because it annoyed me.

At first I was a little weirded out, as normal people usually allow their pants to fly solo (or at least partner up with a nice pair of underpants), but then I realized he was actually sporting some very fashionable cankles. I took real photos, but I thought my personal pictoral rendition would be more fitting, as it is as ridiculous as the situation was.