Wednesday, March 25, 2009
"Fashion," or what passes for it, is mysteriously beyond my understanding. I guess I'm just from the 1950s and like my women, ahem, groomed. Even the fake appearance of that much body hair on a woman makes me shudder.
Who dreams this crap up anyway? And better yet, who friggin' pays for it?
I date a girl and she takes off her clothes and shows me THOSE undies, I'll let her date the dog instead.