Oops, a slipped Iron (by SPINE)

Hippieism # 251: Don’t wear pyjamas to bed.

 

Simple policy really: you want (or should want!) to let your naked flesh press against some more naked flesh, so don’t let pyjamas get in the way!

 

Still using the excuse you haven’t got any hot, naked flesh to press up against? Well, if you’re wearing pyjamas to bed, is it any surprise? Give up the warm milk, and hit the local singles bar before going to bed – you’ll get there soon.

 

But in fairness to all those who live in colder climates (and for mother-Fweedy, there are colder places on Earth than your home, so do  bear that in mind as you travel America, talking about the cold), if you really feel the need to wear pyjamas, so be it – there are still far worse things you could do: ironing a crease into the front of your jeans would rate as about the worse thing you could do with clothes on. I mean, who in their right mind would do that? How ridiculous does that look?

Hippie

Post script: I did say “in their right mind” – there is no (or perhaps every) excuse for characters that would look odd on The Simpsons or Family Guy. Do your duty on Tuesday, and wave goodbye to our SPINE at Hippieisms & more (the mothership is on the way).