you still don't know us

... and maybe you never will. We're busy, bitches. Work, kids, school, family, other shit. We didn't mean to abandon our nonexistent readers, but life gets in the way of blogging. Especially when owners of said blog are two of the most epic procrastinators on the goddamned planet. Listen, when we rule at things, we rule hard, and this includes ignoring everything but our children and liquor cabinets. (HA! A liquor cabinet! As if we could afford to buy enough liquor that we couldn't finish in one night and still had enough left over for warranting a miniature panic room.) While we work on sobering up long enough to construct some more meaningful, or at least existent, posts... why don't you mosey on over to Kellina's bad-ass but extraordinarily sparse blog? It will give you a little taste of what we have planned for months and months and months and never actually done anything about.

Oh God. This could be the last post you ever see from us.

Okay, okay. Really - if Kellina takes her Adderall and Kelli stops eating Krispy Kremes long enough to, you know, do anything else, this won't be the last you see from the Do We Really Need Pants Team of Sexually Fantastical Genius Goddesses.

First things first: I think we need a nickname.

you don’t know us

…but you will. Or at least, you will wish you could. We are Kellina and Kelli, otherwise referred to as Kelli². Do We Really Need Pants? is a collaborative effort to spread the awesome that is us into the world (wide web). Publicly, this time. You may or may not appreciate our hard work, but we couldn't care less either way.

What to expect: Etsy finds (as you may have already enjoyed). Video blogs (maybe). Yahoo! Answer mockery (goldmine). Sex (hot). Motherhood (not cheesy). Intense sarcasm (out the ass). Overuse of caps lock and vulgarity (SORRY, motherfuckers). And of course, sheer, mind-blowing awesome (did you expect any less?).