Saturday, September 27, 2008

Don't Tase Me, Bro!

On my way home from work, I usually bike past a hoard of wankster teenage boys who hang out in the used car lot by my apartment(who hangs out in used car lots, really?). Due to my traditional all-black bicycling ensemble, they like to make cracks about the Wicked Witch of the West as I pass by (which I don't really mind - she had a rather poor complexion but she was elegant in an evil way). Now I can't wait to hear what they say when they see me in this getup:

My beautiful future hat:

To be paired with something like this:

And these(for which I paid an exorbitant shipping fee, grr):


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