Originally Posted by
ftrichard
The act of wearing the pants - I assume ironically - demonstrated to them that you have no taste and so they were free to serve you any old rubbish and you'd happily eat it

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We also got the pants in the room and I'm Titanium. My partner took them and gave them unopened to an acquaintance in London. I don't believe they've spoken since.
The Curse of the Traveling Madi Paidi Pants