But you know what? They're kind of boring. I don't need a pair of shorts to tell me you go to Northeastern - I can tell just by looking at you that you're a dumb frat girl. Nor do I need a pair of shorts to tell me you go to Wentworth - that big name construction company didn't hire you because of your construction management skills, they hired you to replace one of their bulldozers. And juicy? Sounds a bit like leakage, which would be a personal problem.
To rectify this fashion faux pas, I Stole Your Lunch is releasing its own line of booty shorts, featuring such clever and interesting lines as:
- Poopdeck.
- If there's more than an eighth of an inch of space between these letters, I'm too fat to be wearing these.
- Future Student of New England Tractor Trailer Training School.
- No Prenup Required.
- My daddy has a yacht - and his will says it's mine.
- 5-time Jeopardy Champion.
- All my lists are bulleted.
- I'm a High Life kind of girl.
- State Beer Pong Champion.
- Down the basement..LOCK...THE...CELLAR..DOOR...and baaaaby...talk dirty to me.
- Proud employee of Wal-Mart incorporated.
- $50 an hour, cash only.
- If there's grass on the field...
- Let's drink on my porch.
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