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The boy and his girlfriend are going to prom. Today, over lunch together at our favorite restaurant (a Sunday tradition), we discussed tickets and tuxes and terrible fashion.
Me: What will your date wear?
Him, with mouth full and a shrug: Dunno.
Her: Oh, they told us in homeroom that they don’t allow dresses with cutouts on the side. The teacher was all, “If I can see your bare ribcage, don’t wear it to prom.” WHO HAS THIS PROBLEM?
Me: Girls coming straight from a Whitesnake concert.
Her: I think they should let girls wear them. Helps filter the dirty ones out.
Him: Or in.
Me: Whichever.
Her: The dirtygirl meter should make a noise like “Bing Bong! Hello!”
Me: Do you mean “WHORE-LO”?
Her: Yes. Now stop yelling.
Twitter: zoerights
/ Mar 15 2010
You realize in that moment…you have somehow despite your best efforts to the contrary have become an adult…when you mutter the words…”Her parents let her out in that?”
From post: “If I can see your bare ribcage, don’t wear it to prom.” WHO HAS THIS PROBLEM?
This girl, apparently….
http://www.promtacular.com/if-you-cant-say-something-nice/
Bing-bong…WHORE-LO! Yeah, no. I can’t say something nice.
Twitter: subWOW
/ Mar 16 2010
It is easy to see where your kids get their wit and cleverness. Ha!
Sassy Panamama – If the internet were a contest, this comment would win the blue ribbon. Or little gold man statue. Or an AVN award. In other words, I love it.
Twitter: bitethebedbugs
/ Mar 17 2010
You’re hysterical. And I’d like to hire your kids to babysit mine. They might be bad at it, but at least I’d get to laugh.