Addless Chaps

So I'm just doing some chores around the house and decide to go to the club, it's a decent day so I dust off the geezer glide for a ride. Wearing shorts, I opt not to take time to change and just put on my chaos, grab a shirt and go. At the club, I was told they couldn't let me in. All eyes are staring below my belt. I look down and to my horror realized my shirts had ridden up on the ride down to the club (no pun intended), all wedged up in my crack, twig and berries just hanging in view for everyone to see. The door girl followed me out to give me her number though.