Sunday, May 21, 2017
Simps As Fashion Critic
That's really funny, for Simps to accuse someone else of not knowing how to dress. Have you ever seen him wearing his Groucho beret? I thought he'd finally become really demented and was wearing a cheap rug. He couldn't look more ridiculous wearing Professor Quincy Adams Wagstaff's mortarboard on the street.
The rest of that exchange among Duncan's dolts is only mildly funny. But only in the sense that it's funny when silly, superficial and stupid people are pretentious. I like Chicago Dyke but she has gone down the road to Sillyville. She's drunk too much of Hemant's Koolaid.
Preemptive Update: I'm not making this up, you know.
Update For Real:
Hey, here's the perfect Simels look for the summer season.
Update: Oh, Jughead! No Simps, I'm pointing out how ridiculous you look trying to look like Groucho. He looked silly too, but he was Groucho. You ain't an never will be Groucho. I think the Jughead look is a natural one for you.
Posted by The Thought Criminal at 8:32 AM