still got that piglet (called pork chop/свиная отбивная/ seenthere beenthere) a black kitten Kodi jeans and T-shiet ...lol funny v.. funny
Red DC hat, black t-shirt that says "I eat paste" on the front. Brown Carhartt work jeans, and a worn out pair of merril jungle mocs topped off by a stained up gray zip up hoodie. I have two sets of clothes. Work clothes and not work clothes. Sometimes not work clothes graduate to work clothes when they get old or I get a stain on them. I work construction so anything I wear to work I have to be willing to destroy at any time.
Nothing special- just an old (once) day-glo pink T-shirt and some old red cotton pants. Bare feet, as usual. Doing housework today and it's time to end my break and get back to work! Granny
My kids make fun of me. Everywhere they go people say "Oh I know you, your dads the old guy with the beard and the overalls". I've had facial hair and worn bib overalls since I got out of the army in '75. I've had to trim up, and wear work uniforms, jail and prison clothes, but all my street clothes are bib overalls. One time a judge told me to leave the courtroom because he didn't like the way I was dressed. My grandpa was buried in overalls and a flannel shirt. My wife says I look like a picture in the same clothes all the time. On rare occasion some other old guy wearing overalls will complement me on my overalls. After all, you can't be all bad if you're wearing the right britches, right? Just a corner of the eye observation, but it seems like cops and lesbians always rubber neck to check me out. I don't know what's up with that. Maybe they somehow know I got weed in my pocket? I'm good in my skin so fuck it. Anyways, to answer your question, I'm wearing tube socks, Nikes, boxers, pull over cotton shirt and Dickies bib overalls. Let me grab my zippered flannel jacket and my boonie hat and I'm fit to preach.
You sound like my uncle. I'm wearing a black zippered hoodie, a grey undershirt, and basketball shorts.