Where the rubber meets the…

I should really know better than to visit Nasty Pig HQ when I’m in New York. As soon as I walked in the door, Isaac smiled and said, “Oh hey Jesse… glad you’re here. We’re having a sample sale and I have a pair of rubber pants that are perfect for you. I wasn’t gonna sell them to just anyone.” What a slick fucker he is… but he was right. They’re perfect. I ended up getting a matching rubber vest, several tanktops, one of their kick-ass hoodies, and a rather sizeable dent in my bank account. Totally worth it, though. Pics below.