irradiatedsoup in this post:And when you're done there come over and play at my house. I promise I won't-- try to stuff you with cotton wool and grab hold of your jeans and when you've pulled me halfway down the street your jeans rip and then I have this little square of jeans that I worship and make a happy hermit life with --like last time.
It makes more sense in context (as per usual, see above) and the rest of the post is funny too.
