This is a story from 2006 about wafflecords: corduroy pants with wales in each direction.

Ever heard of Buck Kentucky, snack-food visionary?  Neither had we, until he e-mailed us about an exciting new business opportunity that we simply couldn’t refuse.

Funny, no one at Cordarounds remembers asking for information on snacks.  Then again, we were surprised last year to receive an unsolicited offer to help several Nigerian businessmen reclaim millions of dollars that were rightfully theirs.  What luck!  We’re sure that one day we’ll get back our initial investment, plus the half-million dollars we were promised.

So yes, as North America’s most successful purveyor of horizontal corduroy trousers, we know a good idea when we hear it.  That’s why we were ecstatic when Mr. Kentucky told us that his dream was to create and distribute the world’s sweetest, most delicious waffles on a stick.  And he wanted Cordarounds to help make that dream a reality!

Mr. Kentucky told us all about his other wonderful snack innovations: Burger chug, Bac-o-snuff, and cotton candy energy bars. And now, he was about give us the chance to profit from his latest and greatest achievement. To sell his waffles on a stick, Mr. Kentucky would need at least thousand street vendors, he said.  They would push carts laden with stacks of hot, steaming waffles on one side and thick, premium maple syrup on the other.
 
“Sign us up!” we said, reaching for the checkbook.

But there was more.  Each vendor would wear stovepipe hat, “And they’ll need pants,” he said. “Lots and lots of pants.  Pants that look like waffles, of course.”  He was very exacting in his demands for the proper trouser: durable, thin-wale, Sandalwood corduroy with linen pockets. And Cordarounds obliged.

It was only after we had produced approximately 1,000 pairs of our new “Wafflecord” trousers that we received a phone call from Interpol, asking for information on the whereabouts of Buck Kentucky.

Though he spared no expense in outfitting his salesforce in the best trousers, seems Mr. Kentucky – better known in his native Belgium as the vile swindler Rhys Van Ooost – had bought heavily discounted maple syrup from a shadowy Ukrainian syrup syndicate, which had harvested it from maple trees near Chernobyl.  Now, several dozen Belgian youths upon whom the waffles had been focus-grouped were suffering the early stages of gigantism and Freundlich’s Swatting Disease.
 

Predictably, Van Ooost fled the country, and Cordarounds was left holding the bag – a bag containing 1,000 pairs of pants.  Fortunately for us, they’re some of the coolest pants we’ve made to date.  

So if you have any information about there whereabouts of Buck Kentucky, please let us know.  And if you could use a pair of criss cross corduroy pants, please visit our store.