I always enjoy finding something in my closet that I haven’t worn in a long time. It must be the remnants of some gay gene I supposedly have.
I was feeling very snazzy in my new found sneakers.
Walking into the kitchen, the look did not appear to be totally of approval.
“Where did you get those sneakers?”
My answer was simple, “Ames”.
“Ames closed like 10 years ago.”
“I know.”
They’ll be in style again soon. Until then, I still feel snazzy. I was even called a DILF.
No pictures of said snazzy-causing sneakers?