Alright Ladies and Gentlemen of the jury. It is often referenced and repeated, may be replicated but never duplicated, it’s fun to say and… well…could be fun to do. :-\
Anyway, let’s all put our heads together and define this interesting method of brewing.
No Pants Brewing, or Brewing No Pants - a method of brewing.
I’m here to settle this once and for all. I know you’ve seen these before, but this should pretty much clear it up. For me, it’s not just attire, but also a mindset. My sig on here pretty much says it all. “A man works hard all week, so he doesn’t have to wear pants all weekend.” i’m most comfortable when I am pantless. 99.9% of the time, when I am at home, I’m in boxers. Period, end of story. When you truly want to relax, the pants are out the window. And isn’t that what brewing is about for most of us? Relaxation? So, if you ever spend brew day with me, you can rest assure I’m free-balling in my boxers, or kilt. ;D
Tell me more of your pantsless ways! What other activities may be enjoyed sans-trousers? Do you risk burns? What’s your opinion on washing dishes prior to peeing in the sink?
…and I mean this all in the most heterosexual way possible. Which, I suppose, isn’t very.
My pants come off as soon as possible when I get home, and the neighbors know to call before they come over for just that reason. So anything I do in the evenings I generally do pantsless. That includes taking the garbage to the curb, although I at least wait until after dark. I’ve also been known to garden in my kilt, very comfortable.
As for risking burns, I was in my boxers boiling some starter wort on my heated stir-plate and shattered some glassware, got second degree burns on my leg.
Guilty of this many times. Do have to be careful which ones I wear though. I move just right and, well, you might not see where my dangling parcible begins, but you’de sure see where it ends. I’d hate to do that to our new neighbors in Idaho.