I’m over at The Nudge Wink Report today, commenting on a vital matter of international significance. Hurry over and let your voice be heard.
Chillin’ with the rest of the PTA and lookin’ goooooood.
I have a fanny pack. I’m not talking about a 20-year old leftover sitting in the bottom of the Goodwill donation box, nor am I being ironic. I own a fanny pack, I use it, and I like it. Deal.
I realize that any shred of cool I might have claimed has just gone out the window, and I hope we can still be friends. My daughters treat me like a leper if we’re out in public and I’m fanny-tized. When we went to New York City a couple of years ago I was afraid they would be abducted off the streets of Chinatown because they insisted on walking several blocks behind me.
This is me on vaca in The Big Apple. What? WHAT???
I don’t fanny-up for important business meetings, swanky events or funerals – there’s a time and…
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Hehe. Thanks for the Saturday morning chuckle.
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Things go in and out of style…. let’s just say you are ahead of the curve. I’m sure the fanny pack will return in a decade or two. Platform shoes did. So, dare we say you are a trendsetter?
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Decade? Or two? Did you miss the part about how they’re back in style??? I hope.
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hahah, go for it. You do what you want, when you want
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I never quite got what Mom Jeans were or why they’re so bad. Of course all my pants have elastic waistbands, so what do I know.
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I think that’s the definition. Plus they’re up somewhere in the boobal region.
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Well, kids these days think anything not showing a buttcrack is the boobal region. Oh, Lord. Did I actually say, “kids these days” ? Where’s my fanny-pack?
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Dang whippersnappers!
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