Fall to pieces, I'm falling. Fell to pieces and I'm still falling... Every time I...'m falling down. All alone I fall to pieces...
Oops, sorry, was listening to Velvet Revolver - Fall to pieces, nice song, what what?
But on to our rant. Formal wear... DEFINE FORMAL!!! What? Just cause I don't wear a freakin monkey suit I'm not fit to go in your restaurants, attend your weddings or go to bloody job interview (not that I've ever been to afore mentioned places and events)?
I don't like wearing suits. Why? Cause they're all fancy, expensive and shit like that. I always worry I'll catch the fuckin sleeve on something or someone will spill their coffee on me... reminds me of my highschool prom, a bunch of guys went fahrbot and started spilling beer on everyone, my jacket got its fair share. Anyway... I like to wear jeans. They're comfortable, they don't rip easily and if they get stained, they're a hell of a lot easier to clean. What's wrong with a nice pair of jeans and a clean t-shirt or even a shirt? It's clean, it's tidy... it don't mean i'm a fuckin hobo who landed in a second hand store then jumped in a lake to clean himself off then went through a Chinese drycleaning service hanging from the rack like a piece of meat.
In conclusion... formal wear? DEFINE FORMAL, BITCH!!! Thank you for reading.
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At least you don't have to wear stupid dresses. So be happy with the suit.
ReplyDeleteOr just wear your god damn jeans. That's what I do. Eventually, everyone will stop complaining about that.