Saturday night involved an immense steak meal for my wife's 30th with a number of our nearest and dearest.
As part of the celebration I cracked out my Back to the Future pants, along with a jeans, waistcoat and tie combo that combined with my blonde spiky hair made me look like a guitarist with a nu-metal band. As my friend Jake had almost an identical outfit (sans the blonde spiky hair), we also looked like we'd stepped out of the same page of the Next catalogue.
I found out afterwards that someone else was also rocking the BttF pants. It was a girl, and I won't tell you who.
All in all my friends are pretty damn awesome.
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