Friday, September 07, 2007


...against certain people wearing certain clothing.

A few weekends ago, my darling husband and I were lying in bed watching Harrah's Lucky Break. This is a karaoke show where a person can go to Harrah's Casino and sign up to sing karaoke on tv and be judged by 3 judges.

Sitting behind one of the judges is this man. Saying that he's an ugly person is not even touching how slimy this man looked. He had oily, slicked back hair and I don't believe he's ever even heard of a mustache trimmer. He was just creepy looking.

This interesting specimen of a male was wearing a t-shirt that said "I'm not wearing any underwear". How disgusting is that? Not only did I not want to be looking at this man every time the camera flashed his way, but to know that he wasn't wearing his skivvies just made me want to vomit. Just thinking about it makes me throw up a little in my mouth.

Then, last weekend at the SantaCaliGon Festival, we were walking around, watching the crowd of people. We enjoyed more than enough festival junk food and downed a few drinks. As we're getting ready to leave, there's a man walking by us that I'd say probably tilted the scale at a quarter of a ton. This rather large man was sporting a t-shirt that said, "I'm going commando"!

I was disgusted at the thought of these 2 men not having underwear on. What is it with these men thinking that anyone in this world wants to picture them without underwear.

There are some really proud mama's out there somewhere.

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