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Yes, I promised that my last post on the subject would be my last.
Well, call me what you will – a liar, a hater maybe – but the Diaper Pants rant is back. This time, it’s a Swedish edition.
I saw these for sale in Lulea, northern Sweden’s largest town. The reflection of Martin is pretty strong in the photo, but look closely and you’ll see my arch nemesis. What the heck, people? What the heck.
From the streets of Bangkok, to the rowdy color festival of Kolkata – these pants have haunted me. Will I give in? Never. I don’t like pants that leave people guessing if my crotch starts at my knees.
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