Successful pants.
Allow me to explain:
Wednesday morning is a mystical time. I look at the curtains and throw them wide at the crack of whenever I am actually awake. I take up my fleece, plaid lounge pants and bathrobe and move to the kitchen for breakfast. Whilst doing my various daily activities I am not forced once to leave my apartment. The time is now 1AM. I'm almost kind of tired. I go to bed with my laptop that I may watch an episode of whatever show I happen to be watching, else I go to bed with my book and read. As I enter my bed's vicinity I notice: I have not had to take off my fleece, plaid lounge pants. The pants today have been successful.