|I have no meaning in life.|
Taking an impromptu stock take of my winter clothing recently I came across a pair of fingerless woolen gloves; half fingerless to be precise-as they reached the first knuckle of each finger. I had no recollection of how they had came into my possession-possibly an old Christmas present? Regardless, I decided to go to my local shop on my mountain bike, and wanted to wear them. I was hoping they would give me a new cool look to be honest-possibly bring myself to the attention of the female hordes?
Alas, I may as well of been invisible-and those gloves were definitely not cool, freezing actually, with my exposed fingers, proverbially, dropping off. What I then found puzzling, they are more expensive than gloves with entire fingers. Ideally, fingerless gloves allow the wearer to handle small objects, but surely the finger tips become so cold that they can’t function correctly?
So, after much head scratching, I deduced that they are only practical when used in conjunction with crotchless knickers/panties; strangely, another item of clothing reduced for convenience. Many people believe they were invented to allow belligerent Mother in Laws a better grip on their broomstick. Whereas bitterly cold fingertips find it difficult to function with coins keys etc, the warmth following a crotchless underwear insertion is most rewarding. All of which reveals, the depth of accomplishment when two come together as one.
|I now know my intended destination.|