If you like bling bling and pants two sizes too small / too big for your body, don't read.
I spend roughly fifteen minutes a day after school waiting for my mom to pick me up so I can go to the barn. I spend fifteen minutes a day listening to wigger talk. That's fifteen minutes of watching an insane-o number of z snaps and fifteen minutes of people trying to crypt walk and fifteen minutes of people jumping up and down in a red convertible.
If there's one thing that bothers me, it's these people. The wiggers of the world. I have good reason to be so aggrivated with them. One: They're loud and obnoxious. When I wait around after school, I can hear every single word they're saying. No, suprisingly, I don't want to know all about their sex life with multiple partners. Two: Most wiggers are involved in fights and drug deals. I saw one dragged off by the police just a few weeks ago. Three: They're stereotyping the black population. I know plenty who don't wear look-at-how-many-sizes-my-waist-has-shrunken-since-I-started-the-Subway-Diet pants, or jerseys that are ten sizes too big. Bling-Bling... I don't know many that wear much of that either.
There's an opposite problem with clothing size at DHS also. The obese girls who shove their immense bodies into size zero pants. These are the girls who sit down, and everyone behind them howls and turns into werewolves. Except the moon usually doesn't have a bright pink strap going up its ass. I have no idea why obese girls would do this, but they pull their thong straps up onto their hips. Why? I do not know.
Why these girls wear skirts? I don't know. All I do know is that they shouldn't make size sixteen skirts.
What about the girls in fifth grade that wear thongs? They're hopeless. They've already lowered themselves to the level that they think of themselves as sex objects. There's no helping them.
What about the girls in second grade that make out with boys? It shouldn't be happening. I can't really remember what I was like in second grade, but I'm pretty sure most second graders don't even have hormones yet.
If I were Mrs. McVane, I'd request a whole new policy be put in the dress code. A weight to pant size ratio. And girls with a body mass index over 40 cannot wear skirts.
If there's one thing that bothers me, it's these people. The wiggers of the world. I have good reason to be so aggrivated with them. One: They're loud and obnoxious. When I wait around after school, I can hear every single word they're saying. No, suprisingly, I don't want to know all about their sex life with multiple partners. Two: Most wiggers are involved in fights and drug deals. I saw one dragged off by the police just a few weeks ago. Three: They're stereotyping the black population. I know plenty who don't wear look-at-how-many-sizes-my-waist-has-shrunken-since-I-started-the-Subway-Diet pants, or jerseys that are ten sizes too big. Bling-Bling... I don't know many that wear much of that either.
There's an opposite problem with clothing size at DHS also. The obese girls who shove their immense bodies into size zero pants. These are the girls who sit down, and everyone behind them howls and turns into werewolves. Except the moon usually doesn't have a bright pink strap going up its ass. I have no idea why obese girls would do this, but they pull their thong straps up onto their hips. Why? I do not know.
Why these girls wear skirts? I don't know. All I do know is that they shouldn't make size sixteen skirts.
What about the girls in fifth grade that wear thongs? They're hopeless. They've already lowered themselves to the level that they think of themselves as sex objects. There's no helping them.
What about the girls in second grade that make out with boys? It shouldn't be happening. I can't really remember what I was like in second grade, but I'm pretty sure most second graders don't even have hormones yet.
If I were Mrs. McVane, I'd request a whole new policy be put in the dress code. A weight to pant size ratio. And girls with a body mass index over 40 cannot wear skirts.