Gone are the days of Kriss Kross and their backwards Oshkosh, and apparently the days of civil rights are too.
The dreariness of my morning was enhanced when NPR informed my curious little noggin' that a small, rural community near my hometown (like 10 miles out) has officially "outlawed" baggy pants. I would like to take a minute and consider this as I have already dismissed such a rule, excuse me, law, from existing in my head. I imagine it deserves some thought. It is, after all, the stupidest thing I have heard of since this girl:
After the first mention of this conspiracy to oust baggy pants I joked with my room mate and told her as I passed kids in the hallway at school I would sometimes say (in my head of course) "you are under arrest, pull up your pants scoundrel!" Then laugh to myself as I promenaded down the hall taking notice of all the "Drug Free is the way to Be!" signs that are posted for Red Ribbon Week. Did I mention it is Red Ribbon Week and that kids do drugs...lots of drugs...lots of kids? But, yeah, OH, back to baggy pants - the real issue here. So it's done. Somewhere in the state of GA all of those booties will be carefully shielded from eyes of those poor sweet tea drinkin' Southerners. Oh boy, I don't know what to do with this law.
I am going to continue walking through the halls singing "Bad boys, Bad boys..." to myself not because I agree with this rule, but because I think it is absolutely ridiculous to worry about saggy pants (and insanely funny). Maybe next time I go home I will wear my britches extra low...just to try those suckers.
I was also working on analogies today trying to get my kids some extra practice. You guys try this one:
Umbrella : Clear Night :: Law :
a. Teen Drug Use
b. Teen Violence
c. Pants riding low
d. Gang Violence
Sometimes I think our society has progressed, then I turn on the radio.
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