Can't Get Rid of the Punk/Goth/Whatever It Was.

Cleaning my closet yesterday, I found a trove of old jeans. Wow. I think the smallest leg opening is 28 inches. The largest leg opening ... well, lets just say that I can fit myself in one leg with plenty of room to spare - it's kinda like a dress for the legs. Mom wanted me to give the jeans to some kids at her church. I couldn't bring myself to get rid of them. Instead I neatly folded each pair and laid them carefully in a chest. ... There are some things that I enjoyed about high school; my odd clothes being one of them.