Blog #11
Driving past the high school I would swear that I just saw 8 or 9 six foot penguins!
Please allow me to explain that….no, ok then I just go ahead and sum up. TC Williams high school is one of the larger high schools in Northern Virginia and it’s a predominantly school of mix race, color, creed, money, and apparently fashion. Well last Wednesday which was yesterday I took off of work early to see my doctor…..no, I’m not Pregnant, Thank god!, I’m just chunky…and a guy. Anywho, back to my queer eye moment, well apparently I was driving past the school and waiting for a light right when school had let out so I had to wait for the little younglings to cross. So I’m sitting there and walking past me is the complete history of high school fashion…abridged! We had the chick-a-dees with their teased hair and scrunchies followed by the buff chicks with the body ink. Then came nerdy looking guys with their cool sci-fi shirts practicing how to say “can I touch your boob” in Klingon followed by some of the jocks with their hands grasping firmly the buttocks of the young ladies (dey be skanks) that accompanied them.
Then we had the regular Joes and their girlfr…bff’s followed by the penguins, seriously they looked like penguins! It was a group of guy students all different races with the same dress code Black jeans pulled way down off their butts (why they don’t slip all the way down I’ll never know!) Twilight zone music begins to play….
Out walks Rod Serling, or actually my impersonation of Rod Serling:
“Imagine if you will”
“A place so devious that the teenagers themselves must all have secondary butts located on the back of their knees…. just to keep their pants from falling off”
“You’ve entered…..The KneeButt Zone”
Music crescendos’ and Rod walks off…
And we’re back,
So these young men are wearing very low riding black jeans, very long white T shirts with a black baseball cap on top.
It was quite funny because when they all started to cross the street the light was on their side but since they needed to take baby steps on account of their muffins hanging out they ran out of time and since I like a good show I honked at them and after giving me the finger and some dirty looks they all started running across the street which looked like they were really waddling hence the penguin reference….I’ll have to go back and see them in their native habitat, chuckee-cheeze
On a side note my spell checker keeps wanting to change the word Klingon to Clinton…..Now the truth comes out!
Gotta run!
Morty
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