I like the bravado, the tough guy, shooting from the hip... And, damnet, he didn't suggest people smoke cobs, ha ha. Good guy!
I wear cycling clothes when cycling, because they keep me cooler than if I wore a pair of blue jean shorts and a cotton tshirt, and... I'm tough enough not to give a fuck what someone thinks about me. I really don't. It's funny that the way someone dresses or what they buy makes some people so angry.
And, people don't really have to dig too deeply to find something about me that will piss them off. Usually it's just the fact that women find me so damned attractive that guys have to hold on extra tight to keep their girlfriends and wives from clambering all over me. It's a curse... I know! I hate it, and I totally understand why people hate me. It's because I'm just cursed with all of this beauty.
I totally understand, some guys have to work extra hard to stay in shape and such, and all I have to do is show up. It's truly unfair. I "get it." Why does life have to be so much harder for some guys. Not a day goes by that I'm not reminded of this curse. And, I apologize. But, I'm not taking these cycling shorts off. Not, till I am no longer in the grocery store.