I had just climbed out of the shower and into my fuckinoff clothes (camo bibs and a Tshirt) when Dad called, said he was broke down. I pulled on a pair of lace up ropers (fuck socks), grabbed my wallet out of my work pants and headed on down the road.
When we finally got to his place, one of the aunts was there along with both nieces and their men and when I walked in, they all started laughing at my attire.
"Uncle Ken! I swear you are the biggest Okie! I can't believe you wear overalls out in public."
I crammed a biscuit in my mouth. "Hey, they're comfortable. Plus it makes it easier to scratch my balls in public." That sent both girls into gales of laughter, their boyfriends nodded, my aunt turned bright red, my mom just shook her head and Pops pointed out that I was doing just that at that very moment.