I care not for Furtick, either, Casey. Prancin round in skinny jeans is not the ole timer's ideal model fer a dedicated, sold-out, servant a God. Wouldn't it be easier and cheaper just to spray paint your legs blue? On one side you got the so baggy you got to hold'em when you run crowd and on the other you got the so tight 'how do they get them on' crowd. Now if we could merge the hip hop and hipster crowds, we might have a proper fitting pair of pants for everybody. I have it on good authority that nobody wants to get together with the sansabelt slacks crowd, fit is not everything!