A friend of Gord's and mine came over to his shop last week and dropped off a Beaver jacket. Yes sir, it is real Beaver. And he told Gord to give it to me for my birthday because his wife will not wear fur. Well fuck me. I don't have any REAL problems with it...but yes, some ...like I don't really like wearing the fur of an animal but I will wear a leather jacket. This shit could go on forever.
I now own a Beaver jacket. It fits. It's a little ole lady like, but could be retro cool. Looks like brand new. It weights 9000 and twenty pounds. Do I dare go out in public with a REAL beaver on my back? Peta people will aiming there paint balls at me. I will have to get a beaver tail attached to my ass to warn off the rest of the Beaver wearers of their impending doom.
I really wish Gord would get friends that had better taste. Polyester comes to mind. Never had a polyester pair of pants that made people mad.