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Are you ready for some football? Do you really think just a backwards white-cap, unlaced Timberlands, and an intravenous Gennessee tap-suck will get the frat boys among us up to the next football season? As is long-established, when these XYY's part-eh, they party hearty. And what's a mad romp through a fraternity basement, date rape, and intramural flag-football if you're just seeming rather than simian??! Don the clothes from the Bill-Hurt-Altered States-Primal-Man collection. Because you can't be in your prime, if you ain't primal. $750. With 1,000 Marlboro dollars, deduct $50.
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