For all those clothes you have to sift through like in an old and dirty thrift store to get to the good shit.

Friday, April 9, 2010

Welcome to the 90's

Grandma, please. You are not 18 anymore. Your fashion sense flew out the window when you turned 80. Stop it. You're embarrassing me! And your feet smell. That plastic is not good for sweaty feet.

No comments:

Post a Comment