.....swanking around the supermarket in my Cats.
I love my Caterpillar jeans. They fit. Like jeans should fit. Boot cut and tight. Holding everything in place where it should be.
I feel good in my Cats so I swanked a lot.
When I got back to the car I realised I'd been doing all that swanking with my flies undone.
Sorry. My OCD won.
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