In my head, I cordially invite the people who manufacture hoodies for HT to bite a turd.
I ask if maybe they have a hoodie for boys that says "I AM the drummer" which I can rebel from the right-side-man-clothes left-side-girl-clothes arbitrary dichotomy and purchase. No dice. All the "male" marketed hoodies have like, Insane clown Posse logos on them and other things I literally wouldn't be caught dead in. The cashier, after hesitating, tentatively offers that they have a t-shirt I might be interested in. I noticed she looked me up and down, so I think what she wanted to say was "but we don't carry them in size Pudgy". In my head I offer her a bite of turd as well. There's plenty of turd to go around, honey. I go look, and there in a stack of about 50 "with the drummer" t-shirts there are two lonely t-shirts printed in blue* that say "
This rant has taken over my desire to blog the weekend. I'll get to that later.
*I'm not sure what the implication here is. It's feminine to be with the drummer, but masculine in a powder-blue way to be the drummer?