How you amuse me...
You have your perfectly quaffed faux hawk that took you approximately 23 minutes to get just the right consistency...You and your lilac vest that you chose to not wear a shirt under because, hey, who really needs shirts...You have your skater boy vans that are in disarray but not because you were skateboarding because you either ordered them pre-destroyed or drug them across your driveway to get just the right look...Your jeans are so tight that they would suck the life right out of Nicole Richie (they did tell you in bio that really hurts your chances of making a baby...but the way things are looking that might not be the worst thing). You have on nerd glassess but not because you are a nerd (tool and nerd are two very different things ya know) and not because you can't see but because it's relevant and cool to look like Buddy Holly (consequently somewhere in the world Buddy Holly is rolling over in his grave right now)...
ahhh...a gal can't help but wonder while she's still single...
No comments:
Post a Comment