A dear friend once asked me, how me not wearing pants and sarcasm are related. I have spent much time in thought about this.
As I write this pantsless, unafraid, knowing full well that my fate is uncertain, my hope is that you see the mystery plain and airy.
And this is the mystery: There’s a link between pantslessness and sarcasm.
I believe in you.
You will believe in me.
You are on a journey with me.
I’m taking you places.
Here we go.
Sarcasm and pantslessness.
They are related through their unrelatedness. You see, that though their bonds are strongly held disconnected, they remain together totally apart. Pantslessness gives one the freedom to understand sarcasm sarcastically. Think Free Willy meets Mona Lisa, Willy Wonka meets Billy Bob, and Santa Claus meets Jesus. I know. It’s deep. Let that float in. The truth will set you free.
Now that you know this and the mystery has been revealed, I charge you. Let go of pants. Embrace the air brace. Rise to the challenge and enter the chasm of sarcasm.
The age of bottomless has begun.
To my friend: May your bottoms be free, and your irony strong 🙂