Friday, May 16, 2008

An open message to the young women of my city.

Dear lovelies,
You do not do yourself any favors by dressing like skanks and hoochie-mamas. I don't want to be able to tell if you have waxed recently or what kind of undies you are wearing. I also do not want to be that closely acquainted with your cleavage. And lastly, I do not want to lose any more sleep wondering how you are able to maintain your modesty if you drop something while wearing those short short skirts. (Or thinking about what kind of germ transfer there is on that bus seat, which I now get to sit on.)
I don't care how hot it gets, please. I beg you. Put some clothes on.

With respect,
a page from her book


cia ladybug said...

amen sister!

Emily said...

You can even find them over here. They're taking over the world!