I got my drinking pants back! Mom was able to sew them up for me. These pants and I have been through a lot. They are technically cargo pants so the extra pockets come in handy during a drunken stupor. The pants are surprisingly stain resistant. Whether it’s blood, shit, and or cum, it comes right out in the wash. Oh and the fit, the fit! No matter how fat or detox skinny I get these pants feel like you are wearing sweat pants, but there is NO elastic present. They have also survived some devious plots devised by J3 to destroy my drinking pants.

I am glad that Watt’s Softball Orgy Party got postponed 2 weeks otherwise I wouldn’t have had them ready in time. What your invitation didn’t have “Orgy Party” at the end of it? Hmm maybe it was just wishful thinking on my part. It could have also been his effort to make sure I would attend.

“WifeWatts and I will provide beer and meat, probably some sort of beef sammiches or something. Everyone else would be welcome to bring some sort of side dish. Obviously, wives, girlfriends, boyfriends (if that’s your thing) are welcome. I will be shipping the kids off well before the orgy starts, as they don’t need to see me in the state again. Which I will most certainly be in at the end of the night. Any other suggestions are welcome…

Bring your own lube!
Sincerely,

Watts”

What a guy, Watts even welcomes the gays into his home. Now weather or not he is going to watch you fuck during his orgy? Well, we will just have to wait and see.