A Confession
I normally am not possessed with the urge to punch sixty-eight year old dudes in the face, but if you are tapping your fingers extremely loud on the counter at the post office at 9am annoying everybody while showing off that your sweater vest matches your beret than I just might. Also, there is something to be said about your decision to leave the house wearing socks and Birkenstocks at the same time.
Labels: birkenstocks, fight
posted by JEFF at
1:31 AM
2 Comments:
I get tappy under pressure, so I can't really criticize the man for that.
Also, I support socks and sandals. I don't understand you people.
I do not, however, support berets matching vests, or really vests in general... of the sweater variety or otherwise.
Next time take the fucker out.
haha!
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