"She's really trying to make up for that frumpy outfit by walking like a whore"
I love a good insult - and this one is a winner because of its deadly economy. Sandra came out with it last night when we were on our way to the pool hall. We encountered a woman who was wearing a three-quarter-length winter coat which looked like a kid's sleeping bag, combined with a giant woolly hat and chunky boots. Somehow she managed to sashay down the street in an incongruously come-hither fashion.
It's a Sunday night in January! It's -5C! Put your hips away, love!
It's a Sunday night in January! It's -5C! Put your hips away, love!