How to Tell Him to Get Better Clothes
Interior. Your boyfriend's bedroom. Night.
You lie next to your peacefully sleeping boyfriend. After making sure he's down for the count, you sneak over to his dresser, shove a couple of particularly awful items in a bag and hurry out the door.
Interior. Clothing store. The next day.
With your boyfriend in tow, you approach a table full of stylish men's jeans.
You: You know what would look really hot on you? These jeans.
Him: Yeah, I need some new jeans. I couldn't find my favorite pair this morning.
You: Really? That's a shame.
MORAL OF THE STORY: Destroy all evidence or risk the following:
Interior. Garage. Five years later.
Your guy is in his garage, washing his car. He runs out of drying cloths. He opens a box marked "rags," and, lo and behold, there are his beloved acid-washed jeans.
Him: WTH? Honey!
