Saturday, 5 January 2008
Low Slung Trousers.
I don't know about you lot, but this, this right here, pisses me off to no end.
I mean - do I really need to see his bloody boxers? Yes, I'm sure you have a lovely arse, but really, pull your damn trousers up - you have a belt! Learn how to use it!
And I see this all over the place - little emo-boys who think their being so individualistic by all wearing skinny-jeans with four inches of boxers showing over the top, wannabe gangsta-rappers with their crotches hanging around their knees and the general fashion victimswho think they look cool with their stupid hats-on-sideways, chains hanging all over and butt-cracks visible.
It annoys me. Half of them probably don't even know where the fashion started.
On another line entirely, something else that pisses me off:
People who, when they read/hear of a very tragic loss - such as the four year old girl who accidentally hung herself the other day - give condoleces thus:
God was running out of angels and Little Paige was summoned. RIP.
- John Giovo, Carthage, USA
Pardon? Excuse me? Are we talking about the same 'God' here? You know, the all powerfull, can make living creatures out of dirt, loving being you're so fond of? Wouldn't he just MAKE MORE ANGLES rather than KILL A FOUR YEAR OLD?
Or are we talking about the Old Testament God here? The one who liked to rain fire down on whole cities, turn curious women into pillars of salt and generally advocate mass slaughter? HE sounds a little more like he'd KILL A FOUR YEAR OLD.
Posted by Whisper at 18:03