Originally Posted by Flieger
What are you implying with that comment Sartrolliast?
In high school I had a pair of olive cotton plus-fours...Italian Army surplus.
The knees were padded. Perfect for praying or surrendering, I thought at the time.
Now, of course, padded knees bring to mind the slogan of a long-closed downtown leather bar called The Altar:
"Confess. Kneel. Worship."