T-Shirts That My Parents Gave Me
Several weeks ago, I posted a snapshot of a shirt that Katharine brought me back from Vegas that read, "Stolen from Mabel's Whorehouse...", but that wasn't the first shirt I ever owned that couldn't...or should I say "shouldn't" have been worn out in public. Oh yes mom and dad...I'm talking to you.
I remember when I was about 8 years old...I was wearing a shirt that my dad made me with a particular leaf plastered on the front. That innocent 8 year old was walking into a convenience store; the type of store where teenagers hang out and one of them asked me if I had any pot. One would wonder why another would ask an 8 year old this question, but in this case, the 8 year old had a t-shirt with a marijuana leaf design. Apparently, my parents weren't born in the 70s.
The second inappropriate t-shirt experience was when I was 12 and I went to Hawaii with my family. This one, I have photographic proof of because I was wearing it in most of the pictures from Hawaii. I can only find one of the 192 pictures I took, but here it is. Look closely at the t-shirt and try to ignore the gawky looking, not quite a teenager, in the picture...and the fact that I apparently didn't know how to properly tuck a shirt in.
I remember when I was about 8 years old...I was wearing a shirt that my dad made me with a particular leaf plastered on the front. That innocent 8 year old was walking into a convenience store; the type of store where teenagers hang out and one of them asked me if I had any pot. One would wonder why another would ask an 8 year old this question, but in this case, the 8 year old had a t-shirt with a marijuana leaf design. Apparently, my parents weren't born in the 70s.
The second inappropriate t-shirt experience was when I was 12 and I went to Hawaii with my family. This one, I have photographic proof of because I was wearing it in most of the pictures from Hawaii. I can only find one of the 192 pictures I took, but here it is. Look closely at the t-shirt and try to ignore the gawky looking, not quite a teenager, in the picture...and the fact that I apparently didn't know how to properly tuck a shirt in.


2 Comments:
Ohhhhh, I beg to differ on that comment! You? You turned out OK? Who's demented dictionary have you been reading that would in any way list "OK" and a description that would fit you? Closest thing I could think of that a description of a personality type like yours would even be printed in would be the Anarchists Cookbook.
I will still go to Newbury Comics with you next time you want to go though.
And in the event that I'm wrong and I didn't turn out OK...you can blame my parents. :-)
Ohhh...we have to go to Newbury Comics next week!
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