Todd Snyder’s Spring/Summer 2013 lookbook just dropped and it has me longing for summer already. This shit is just so airy and free. I can just imagine these linen pants letting my balls breathe, while I run across some grassy field with my future model GF that I've kidnapped. But no, my balls are currently stuffed under 3 layers of wool/cotton/denim and an additional layer of sweat. Do you have any idea how bad that shit smells after a long day of sitting on your ass and fucking around on the Internet? Can you seriously imagine all of the farts that get trapped in there? It’s terrible. Fuck winter. Let me enjoy a good afternoon of girly drinks and a cool breeze against my balls and I’m set.