P-Funk

Man, you know what I hate?
When I’m running late, and I grab a pair of pants out of my dresser, and I don’t realize until it’s too late that they sat in the dryer too long, so they’re sort of funky smelling.
That’s right, I’m wearing my funky pants today.

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76 thoughts on “P-Funk”

  2. I know the feeling. Happens from time to time can relate. New to this place but love it. Anyhow no one will notice I’m sure.
    Kristi 🙂

  4. yucky smelly 😛
    Could be worse. Here in NYC you are lucky not to pass out on the subways sometimes from all the P- Funk.

  6. I know how that goes. When you’re in college, you wear the funky pants all the time to keep from spending valuable change on laundry.

  7. What’s worse is funky smelling sheets that have sat in the cupboard too long but you have no choice because your two year old has the flu and has ruined the ones you were sleeping on!

  8. Could be worse, at least you have ready access to a washer/dryer. While living away for the first time it was a 1.5 hour trip to the nearest laundromat, so it wasn’t until clothes got funky from being worn too much that my roomate would take a trip to the laundromat. Luckily I had more clothes than he did so while I waited as long, my clothes were always fresh when I wore them 😀

  9. Hey, did you borrow those from me? I was wondering where they went. Well, wash ’em before you return ’em Wheaton!

  10. My pants smell good today but seem to be wrinkled. Did not pay enough attention this morning. Anyway, do you expect someone to be sniffing your pants today? heh I knew your life was much more exciting than mine, but that takes it to a whole new level.

  11. That’s ok. I went to grab my jeans out of the dryer this morning, only to find that I hadn’t emptied the lint screen and they weren’t dry. They sat in there all night, slighty damp.
    Damn.
    So I’m wearing my dirty pants today. hehe.

  12. Cripes! Thanks for reminding me!
    (running to switch the clothes in the W/D)
    I hate laundry day. I hate procrastinating enough to require a laundry day.

  13. no, what sucks is when your running late to the office, you grab the first pair of pants you see and then half way into your commute you realize your wearing your garden pants, you know the ones with the holes in the knees and permanant dirt stains on the top front. I’ve done it three times.

  14. at least your not taking assesment testing next to someone you’ve known online for 2 years who HASNT SAID A WORD TO YOU IN THE PAST TWO DAYS that you’ve been doing orientation together with him. Then you lift up your arm and you realize that the seam of your shirt has come completely undone and you are just walking around with a big huge open hole exposing your vampire like arms. eayea!!!
    but then again all my clothes are funky because I’m afraid to run the dryer at night and piss of my neighbors. So I always wear semi wet clothes to school. yes. I’m THAT cool.

  15. I dunno… I think it’s worse to be in a hurry, grab pants out of the dryer, and realize they’re not quite dry yet. And then having to feel all itchy as they dry… Febreeze will take care of any funk.

  19. there’s always the moldy “sat in the washer too long” or the really horrible “rode in the dryer with the bathmat” burned rubber smell. yeah, y’all know what i’m talking about. 🙂 this was a fun entry.

  21. Funky pants…?!?
    How charming.
    Would that be trousers or undergarments?
    You really should make this clear to your overseas readers.
    Especially us in the UK

  24. Or…….you grab those pants, realize too late that they are that last grade of laundry—yup, that’s right—some men have laundry grades—1st day, 2nd day, and Weee-OOO! Fortunately, you didn’t grab the ones that take `funky’ to a whole new level that has every dog in the neighborhood wanting to check you out because they all suddenly realize there’s a new butt to smell.

  25. At least they’re not your “lucky” pants–you know, the pants you never wash because you don’t want to wash the luck away.
    (You’re an actor, you know the legend of Barrymore’s Hamlet tights.)

  26. Make my funk the p-funk, baby!
    And I second the “Febreeze” emotion, too. If it can get the cigar smell out of my sweats (for wintertime smoking in the garage), it’ll get the p-funk out of any ol’ pair of trousers.
    Hope you don’t work in a cubicle at G4 – smells tend to, um, linger in those things.

  31. You know, if you had phrased that better ‘funky’ pants wouldn’t have sounded so bad. Having a little funk is better than having none at all:)

  32. Ditto on the no dryer – I have to be careful my pants don’t shrink since I never find ones that are long enough!!
    Very nice to have a lighthearted entry! Thanks for making me smile. 🙂

  33. The smell will fade. It could be worse…
    It seems my pants keep shrinking… but only in the waist, never in the length!

  34. I suppose I should tell my story of how I once wore the exact same pair of unwashed jeans for 30 days straight when in college.
    But I won’t. You go, funkadelic boy!

  35. Hey, at least you have pants (assuming you mean trousers, not undergarments). 😀 Some of us are forced to wear skirts when we run out or find they’re a little funky.
    Lucky I’m a girl, ne?

  36. [taunt singing=TRUE]
    Wil has funky pants!
    Wil has funky pants!
    [/taunt]
    Dude, my pants get funky in the washer, in the dryer, in my closet, and especially while I wear them.
    Funk on, dude.

  38. My god. I go off for a short doctor’s appointment and I come back and everybody’s smelling their pants?
    Wil, you really gotta watch what you say around here sometimes. 😉
    Hope you have/had a great weekend!

  40. Just be happy your dryer works. My roommate’s dryer has been broken for over 2 weeks now & he still hasn’t gotten it fixed. I have to go to my parent’s house to do laundry. But, on the bright side, it’s an excuse to visit them. And I get free leftovers, which are always better than anything I can make.
    P.S. I’ve been a Trek fan since I saw Next Gen at the beginning & am a member of Starfleet, the fan organization. Stumbled across your blog in another blog’s link. It’s an interesting read.
    Enjoy writing fiction myself, although I tend to write more fantasy than sci-fi. Haven’t had more than a few poems published, however.

  41. I’m a music teacher (k-12) and I wore some “old-lady polyester pants” today. I wondered why they were only $14 when I bought them in a hurry the other day. 😛 The little kids didn’t care, but my choir students gave me those *looks.*

  42. I never thought that clothes that sat in the dryer too long were that bad. It’s those sat-in-the-WASHER-too-long clothes that give off that nice “sour” fragrance. But, yeah, it sucks to have to wear them. I just try to sit/walk downwind from everyone.
    Love the post Wil!

  44. Aya, “pants” means “trousers” in Americanese. It’s one of the embarrassing mistakes I keep making here in the UK — forgetting that here, “pants” means “underpants.” “Oh, these pants are too tight” gets you some strange looks…

  46. One day this week I woke up late and must have been sleeping weird since I had no blood in my arms. Have you ever tried to get dressed without being able to move your fingers?
    And that boys and girls is why penguins don’t wear pants 🙂

  47. I agree with the “funky sheets” smell. I think that’s far worse than “funky pants” smell…
    Although the scariest thing to ever come out of a dryer for me was a down-filled duvet, which I’d tossed in with a dryer sheet on “fluff.”
    My advice to you all…?
    DON’T TRY THIS AT HOME!!!!

  48. Hey, it is football season. Those paints could give you good luck in vegas. Maybe they won’t notice. Buy a round of drinks and get in the smokers section. If your clothes are stronger than that, burn them.
    F.G.

  49. LOL!
    You know, I very infrequently post here in the comments section. Today, however, I had to only because THE EXACT SAME THING HAPPENED TO ME THIS MORNING!!! I woke up late, ridiculously short in-and-out shower, threw on the most convenient thing (and one of the last….it’s close to laundry-mat day) and was out the door in a flash.
    A few blocks from my house I sensed this disturbing aroma…I thought the car in front of me had an incredibly strong emissions problem. After they turned a corner and I continued to smell the waftings of odor I wondered if it was my own car.
    After I pulled into the parking lot at work and was walking up to the door (some 50 yards from my car), I was still inhaling a small, minute dose of odor that I couldn’t recognize.
    Suddenly, it dawned on me. I kneeled down feigning that I needed to tie my shoe. While down there, I secretly whiffed my own pants (I know how it sounds) and discovered that the stench (ok…it really wasn’t a “stench” but you get the idea) was actually coming from my own apparel.
    Luckily for me, I was 20 minutes early which gave me time to run home and choose another pair of jeans (why do they call them “pairs”?) and everything worked out.
    So, I guess I’m trying to say, “you go, ‘Mr. Smelly Pants'”.
    🙂

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