did I mention I broke my pants? Well, I didn't really do it, but this gentleman with a big uncut cock was struggling with my fly, and I didn't notice until I was wiping up at the end of our mess-making, and I go to pull my pants up from around my ankles, and the zipper is busted. Goshdarnit! I love these, all cottony, broken in, with big pockets for the occasional joint, and even big enough to hold a bottle of Rolling Rock when I need both my hands for something...... I guess I should wash them before attemtping to find a cleaner/tailor that will replace the zipper, eh?