One thing that both fashion types share is jeans. Aside from the dumb name, jeans is uncomfortable and ugly (this is called "casual"). And in my case, also too big. Sure, I could wear a belt. Just buy me a tassled shirt and some snakeskin boots and then smash a whiskey bottle over my head, why don't you. Anyway, I'm not eligible to wear a belt, since that would actually constitute its intended purpose.
Don't you know, you're only allowed to wear belts with denim pants tight enough to stay fixed in place unassisted. The logical next step: Shirt belts. And why is the only company that puts out denim in colors other than blue white and black Osh Kosh Buggosh? I would accept "because red looks dumb and so does their name" if not for the fact that fellow ugly-pant materials rubber and spandex are made in that color all the time. I say, everyone should be free to look as dumb as they want, regardless of what substance Cambodian children aren't paid to stitch together in its construction. While it is possible to not look dumb wearing large amounts of red-colored garments, this is only true if you are an eastern European folk hero. So, are you?
I hate that "back to school" is the only acceptable phrase. If you said "resume education" or "return to classes" you'd likely be shot. Knowing that, you're probably not even going to try, are you. What's more important, making people aware of their succumbing to a force they don't understand, or not getting shot? Ehhh... ehhh... "Back to school" isn't even a phrase anymore, somewhere along the line a noun transformation occured. For all purposes other than writing, it is considered one word. "Back to school time" makes gravy sense otherwise. I indeed heard around the timely period in which I should have uploaded this page, "It's Office Max for Back to School." That passes for grammar. English is among the hardest languages to learn, and stupid farp like this is why. Nevermind the ever growing list of words from other languages that weasel their way into our dictionaries every year. As long as they're used properly I'm willing to compromise.
Good old 95! Let the world know you'll never amount to anything, and all that remains between you and suicide is your appreciation for someone else who does a thing that doesn't even matter. I accept that there are plenty of successful people who also dress like this. However, they are not pictured here.
It's not just the Salvation army. Apparently there are people who dress in proper militrary fatigues all the time. As we've already proved, an old Dave Berg assumption that it was because they could be worn for weeks at a time without stains being apparent is not the case (yes, I'm a nerd for mentioning that). So why, then? Maybe it's for when you just can't shake the feeling that someone's going to be shooting at you today.
Such is often the plight of Ken dolls come to life. Also in red, for if you've been shot already, or you're fighting a war in Candy Land.
WHO IS STEALING AMELRICA'S SLEEVES?! Long have I sought the answer, and quite cooincidentally found it just in time for this page.
The culprits are Japanese people, who found it counter-intuitive to be tearing their own shirts to make scarves. I feel I should mention, however, that the one pictured here is not among those at fault. Having no hands, connection to such crimes would be hard to prove.
Why don't you wear a bicycle helmet instead? Not only will you look less dumb, but you'll be protected in case you fall down in a way that people hardly ever fall down.
Whether it's the modeling job, or the *other* job, you can't convince me someone pays to dress themself like that.
Show off your individuality by letting everyone know precisely which number clone you are!
Speaking of that, here come some more right off the conveyor belt!
It's the latest from Japan. all the up-and-coming sumo wrestlers are wearing it!
In the event that no one in attendance has the time, I will personally come to your school and mock you for looking like this. That's probably why the original image couldn't be found, and I had to settle for an image.google.com thumb'snail version. YOU CAN'T HIDE FROM YOUR DESTINY!
Putting your clothing on backwards is ALL THE RAGE! My rage, that is.
It's the classic "weighted down by chains and decals" look. All additional space is filled with a mixture of mayonnaise, glue, and pus, as you can see leaking out onto the pantal region.
I can imagine if you're the sort of person who can't figure out how a bench works then you might consider wearing this. Sure.
The dork tree sheds its fruit every year about this time. I cannot confirm it, but I'm told thought went into dressing these two.
