Scene: CVS checkout. Feeling rather fabulous in my kick ass new t-shirt (thanks, Krista!!!) that reads: "Rehab is the New Black." All I want is to pay for my contact lens solution and a pack of cigarettes and proceed with my day. No such luck.
Wonky-Eyed Cashier: *hushed weird whisper* Your shirt...Rehab is the New Black...I don't get it.
Me: Oh, it's a joke-
WEC: Is that...like...when black people call other black people n---
Me: NO! No no no! It's like "pink is the new black" or "skinny jeans are the new black" or something - it's a joke!
WEC: So...it's a racial thing?
Me: Jesus, NO! Nothing like that!!! It's a FASHION thing, don't you watch Project RUNWAY, it's a joke, oh my GOD.
WEC: Oh...I don't get it. Do you need matches?
Me: I am so blogging about this.
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T-shirts people just don't get are my favorite.
Recently I wore my "Everytime You See a Rainbow God is Having Gay Sex" shirt to the boys show at the Middle East and some Ya-dude was all trying to read it and stopped being so curious about my chest once he saw what it said.
The world is awesome.
1) Of COURSE I need matches and
2) Who the hell doesn't watch Project Runway?
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