pudding

when my jeans fray on the bottoms to the point where they have tails that sway back and forth when i walk i like to rip/cut off the tails and give them to people. that's weird isn't it? when joe and i got along i collected a few of his tails. i think i might even have one from my brother but am not sure and too lazy to look. the point is that i have tails and no one to give them to. maybe i will mail them back to my family. i'm afraid other people will think i'm retarded. i don't know what exactly the tails are supposed to mean it just seems like something you should share.