I came off the bus in front of Walmart, and as I was approaching the front door, this old man rolled up on his bike. He was wearing a blue jeans skirt, and it was obviously a very windy day because I would catch a glimpse of his old, scraggly legs a few times. I shiver, and head into the Walmart to get my stuff. I’m walking past the young boys/girls clothing section a (which was next to the washrooms near the back wall) and as I head past, that old man and his skirt walks by me and goes into the washroom. Okay, whatever. So I do my shopping for a couple minutes, then decide I’m done shopping. I walk by the boys/girls clothing section again because the checkout is around the same area, when who do I see? Mr. old guy who likes to wear skirts. But this time instead of wearing a blue jeans skirt, he was rocking a short, bright yellow polyester skirt. He then went outside, got on his bike, and rode away into the sunset, skirt flapping in the air.
To be fair, they were labeled panties and not underwear so I can see how someone might not be able to figure the step by step process involved.
Say it with me….BO-DE-GAS.
He is probably listening to Vanilla ice. I assume so because it hasn’t been cool to nick up the side of your head since Ice Ice Baby back in 1991.