Oh wait, no, you're that idiot outside wearing a slutty dress and heels in the snow.
Why is it that girls (and college girls, I am looking at you) feel the need to dress up in their sluttiest outfits when it is either raining, snowing or minus 11 degrees out? I don't think anybody sees that and thinks, "Wow, only a model would be that dedicated to looking pretty." No, there are only two reactions to that:
Girl reaction - "What a skank bitch; I hope she slips in a puddle in those five-inch skyscrapers and dies."
Boy reaction - "Hmm, I think I have a twenty somewhere..."
And at the end of the night, trust me, you do not look hot when you're walking home barefoot because your FMPs hurt so badly.
Why is it that girls (and college girls, I am looking at you) feel the need to dress up in their sluttiest outfits when it is either raining, snowing or minus 11 degrees out? I don't think anybody sees that and thinks, "Wow, only a model would be that dedicated to looking pretty." No, there are only two reactions to that:
Girl reaction - "What a skank bitch; I hope she slips in a puddle in those five-inch skyscrapers and dies."
Boy reaction - "Hmm, I think I have a twenty somewhere..."
And at the end of the night, trust me, you do not look hot when you're walking home barefoot because your FMPs hurt so badly.
