As I was chatting with a former colleague of mine, I was finding myself recalling the grape smuggling incidents of 2006. Let me elaborate.

A former workplace was infused with people on this health kick. These things called “mountain bikes” and an outdoor recreation called “jogging.” In the department we worked in, there one one lad, whom I will call “Toby” who liked to walk around in his grape smugglers (biking shorts) and when he went to “help” people, he would give the nearby person sitting down a dose of “ass-face.”

Nothing short of telling the lad to go change from his laderhosen into something a bit more “office/worker friendly” like pants.

Now, I never got the ass-face, lucky or I would have broken both his legs… but when I speak to people that are still there, Toby still hands out the daily dosage of ass-face. Manjammas, as I call spandex biking shorts, should be outlawed. Or, as I would suggest to Toby, tape up your mangina, and go with the moose knuckle.

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