My current pants enjoyment level is: high. You?
UPDATE
Thursday’s comic is going to show up a little late because I spent a lot of time working on you-know-what.
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My current pants enjoyment level is: high. You?
Thursday’s comic is going to show up a little late because I spent a lot of time working on you-know-what.
©2008-2024 Chris Combs Powered by WordPress with ComicPress
Discussing my level of pants enjoyment always makes me crave pie.
I’d say my current level of pants enjoyment is somewhere between moderate and carved extra head into jack-o’-lantern. Of course, that’s just me.
Man, I am rocking these pants. It’s almost illegal.
Non-existant. All I’m saying.
Pants level is zero, where it belongs :D
My level of pants enjoyment is 13.
Does Dave’s extra head cause the blissful lady to float away or does he merely seize upon a strange circumstance to discern what may or may not frighten her?
Good to see that at least some of my audience is pantsless. That puts me at ease.
Ixcaliber: I assume that the floating lady’s floatiness is Dave’s doing.
It varies for me, usually somewhere between Culotte and Jodhpur, occasionally dipping toward a third funny name for legwear, other times rising all the way to Midway Briefs. As a matter of fact, my Underpants Enjoyment Level is at an all time high. I don’t know if you have a questionnaire for that.
For full length garments, though, I certainly know what my ideal level would be.
My pants enjoyment level is somewhere between speedboat and Godzilla. Definitely higher than cheese.