I’ve talked about this before, but with school holidays well and truly upon us, it has all been bought screaming back to the forefront of my mind. This is a letter to all of the teenagers and their choice of clothing.
Dear teenagers of stocklands,
I know that you think that you are ‘all that’, that the world is beneath you and how dare they try to get up in your face, but for the love of all things holy put some fucking clothes on.
I get it, I really do. No one can tell you what to do and you know everything. How dare us olds tell you how to dress. We’re just jealous right? Sure, I’m jealous that you can walk around with your vagina showing…wait.
You probably think that you are hot, all the guys are staring at you, bitches be jealous. No honey, most guys, well those worth dating anyway think that you are embarrassing yourself and the bitches just wish you would stop flashing your vagina.
I really wonder if you look in the mirror before you leave the house. Do you think that a see through shirt, and denim underwear make you look hot. Here’s a tip, leave something to the imagination.
Here’s an extra little tip to the parents of the denim undies wearers…if your kid can still order off the kids menu at sizzlers then don’t but shorts that show off their vagina. But kids just go behind their parents back right? Sure they do, but when you are walking beside them I am pretty sure that you are aware of what they are leaving the house in.
So for all of us who are just trying to do our shopping, please put some clothes on.
Shoppers of Stocklands who are sick of having their eyes assaulted by underage girls dressed like strippers.
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