Dear Sweat Pants.
To borrow a line from a prominent Nigerian comedian
SOMETHING JUST HAPPENED AND I AM VERY ANGRY RIGHT NOW
you Mr sweat Pant have been around for a while, i never took you seriously nor did i for a second thought you would be against me nor my fellow sisters. Mr Sweat Pants (especially the grey colored one) you have terrorized me for far too long, i have been nothing but nice to you, you are properly cared for, nurtured and well taken care of, sometimes you get to got to the laundry for some TLC and when you get back you are kept in a cool relaxing environment. i mean what else could a sweat pant want?
I ensure you don't get stuffy, nor do i take it lightly when any form of stain attacks you in any circumstance. i immediately get you washed, ironed and safely tucked in.
So imagine my surprise when you get in between an argument that does not concern you. the person i am conversing(fighting, angry with, pissed off with, who deserves my uttermost anger but every other time you get in the way. clouding my judgment, weakening my resolve, making me melt like butter under the sun, seriously WHY? WHY? WHY?
I love you Sweat Pants i do, but that time will come when i will send you to the shredding machine, you can quote me on that.
Your's faithfully
Sweat Pants Victim
