The year was 1964. The request: new slacks. The client: Lyndon B. Johnson. He rang up the Haggar clothing company to see if he could order some of America’s finest pants. But while LBJ was, unlike his aide Walter Jenkins, a blue-blooded heterosexual, he knew exactly how he liked his trousers to fit his bits.
“The crotch down where your nuts hang is always a little to tight, so when you make ’em up, give me an inch so I can let out there, because they cut me,” he tells Haggar’s rep. “They’re like riding a wire fence. These are the best that I’ve had in the United States, but when I gain a little weight they cut me under there, so leave me … about an inch from where the zipper [burp] ends, back to my bunghole, so I can let it out there if I need to.”
Thank goodness he got those pants, because the last thing America needed was an inseam getting in the way of the Civil Rights Act of 1964.
dvlaries
As least they waited till Lady Bird was dead (R.I.P) to release this, but Luci and Linda are still alive. Somebody mix them each a strong drink at least, will ya?
Cam
These things got released years ago.
RomanHans
And still somehow LBJ is in front of GW Bush in the Hottest Presidents list.
Mr. Enemabag Jones
LBJ was very well hung, and loved to go skinny dipping while other politicians were around the pool, and let his big little Johnson flop around.
UWSguy
classy Colonel Porkchop–Jackie O