As any rational person, place, or thing would!
The last time I wore it out in public, I was with Mom, buying plants at a nursery. The problem with message T-shirts is that they invite retort from strangers, which is what exactly what happened as we perused geraniums and petunias. A woman bounded up to me and, with a smirk, said:
Well hi! I'm an adjective!
[crickets]
As we walked away from her--just barely out of earshot--I muttered to mom:
She's half right. Stupid is an adjective.
That's when Mom and I decided that I probably shouldn't wear this T-shirt in public anymore.
I love the shirt; I don't want to be buried in it.
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