O-jorts
O-jorts are the worst thing to ever happen to overalls. They’re like pants that quit halfway up your legs. No one respects them.
My cousin wears o-jorts every day. I asked him why. He said, 'Because I like to look like I got in a fight with a pair of pants.'
My mom wore o-jorts to the grocery store. The clerk looked at her like she had two heads.
My brother’s friend tried to wear o-jorts to a party. Everyone laughed so hard, the DJ had to stop the music.