Too much fun

The weather was good and I was bored. Frisbee golf is my solution to a uneventful day. I'm playing with a buddy of mine and we're on the fourteenth basket. I'm in my stance to drive the frisbee about two-hundred feet. By the end of my throw the blue frisbee had left my hand and was on its way to the metal basket, when I looked down and saw a ten inch rip in the front of my three day old jeans. I couldn't believe it, it was the third pair of jeans I've ripped in three months. I've decided to wear sweat pants on almost every occasion. Also the combination of macdons and tbell did not account for a positive outcome following the three hour frolfing session. I also ended up losing the last game after ripping my pants by one throw. I returned home and havnt left my basement since.