Now, don't get me wrong... I have often found myself wandering through the female clothing department, looking at cool retro style sesame street tshirts and wondering 'why don't they make these for guys?' But tshirts is as far as it goes. For the most part, I only enter the female clothing department when my other half makes me. Dresses, jeans, skirts, party dresses, formal dresses, business attire, Hillary Clinton pant-suits... It is all too much for me.

Sure, like any guy I don't mind the occasional wander through the lingere section... but even then I feel torn between intrigue, a little bit of lust, and an all pervading feeling that I am one step away from being that creepy old man that stays a little too long in the plus size underwear section for no good reason.

But this time it was something different... I was out shopping with one of my mates and his girlfriend, which is not unusual. The only thing unusual is my mates dress sense. He obviously aspires to be like Corey Worthington, tool among tools, spanner among spanners.

Me being me, I had a little fun.

*Nate goes into changerooms*

*Will looks at sparkly girls tights next to changeroom door*

*Will grabs them - shows Nates g/f and throws them into the changeroom*

Nate - "What are these?"

Will - "I don't know... they are from the boys section though..."

Nate - "Are you serious?"

Will - "Yeah - they are a bit out there though... try them on"

Nate - "I don't think they go on... "

Will - "Try harder"

Nate - "Are you sure these are not girls pants"

Will - "Oh totally... try them"

Nate - "They are so tight they hurt"

Will - "Stop bitching and show us"

Nate - "You'd better not be filming this"

*Nate leaves changeroom in girls tights, and will and Liz proceed to take pics of Nate parading around the changeroom in sparkly blue girls tights.*

A new spin on meat and potatoes...

What do you think of those apples?

And the realisation sets in... girls pants!

To be honest, I think he loved it.