While waiting the buses were late, so I started looking around. I thought it was wildly hilarious 3/4 of the parents were dressed like they were in fact on the track team, not their child. Track shoes and all. Living vicariously through your child much?
I saw a lady with a pair of nike fit pants. Did you know they have a single pocket across the top of the ass crack portion? This lady chose to put her iphone in this pocket. It appeared she had misplaced a feminine product.
The next interesting invention was a Nike brand tennis skirt that was flat front with ruffles on the back. Now this has gone too far. I commend the lady who purchased this get up, I mean we all should reclaim our youth, but the recreation of frilly bloomers as a skirt is wildly inappropriate, and pedophilistic.
One of the best was the hobo chic parents. Mom had dreads, not fake ones, the ones that pop up out of the blue when you don't shower for a month or two, maybe 10. This lady stunk, flat out stunk- I kept my head in my coffee cup every time the wind blew, I am not joking it was like burnt hair and b.o., horrible. The husband appeared to be attempting the dread formation. But he was just at the long stringy stage with a side of male pattern balding. The clothes, I can't explain it- literally from a thrift store or maybe they go to estate sales to purchase their threads, either way it appeared they had their entire closet on the body. Just bazaar...
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When i started giggling they just looked at me, they didn't realize what they were saying... I just said "clearly we don't have the same sense of humor"...