I went to get some food the other day for lunch, and standing in front of me in the line was a guy in his mid 20's.
He was wearing -
1. Skinny jeans (the type that are so tight, you can count the change in his pocket)
2. Penny loafer shoes with no socks
3. A bright pink, skin tight shirt, with black polk-a-dots all over it.
Now I just have to let it out and say it, I thought this dude was flaming gay. Everything about his persona yelled out, "I need cock in my mouth!". And then I was floored when his girlfriend asked him to make sure and get her a drink. What THE FUCK?!?!?!?!
I must be old now, because I don't understand how fashion has gotten this androginous.
When I started to tell my wife about this, she also had the same idea that I did, that he was gay. But then I told her about the girl and she suggested that he might of bought his ensemble at a gay-centric store. I asked if she actually knew the name of any and she said, "No, but I think we could make a killing if we opened one up." "We can call it..... PICKLES AND DICKS".