Unfolded Khakis.

Anyone who has ever set foot inside a Gap knows that those little white monkeys are trained to fold khakis. I once made the mistake of leaving a dressing room to take a little stroll in my stiff, unpurchased khakis, and found out the hard way that Khrackers go nuts around unfolded Khakis. The frenzy to rip them from my body and re-fold them was so intense that every erection I’ve had since mightily points Northeast. But enough about my woes. Why do white people hate unfolded khakis so? Nobody knows. The only advice I can offer is to not run around testing this theory too much, or you may just find out where Jimmy Hoffa takes his tea.