Dropped my son off at school and saw a couple of boys wearing their pants really low.
Not only could I see London AND France, I saw a bit of the Rhinelands, if you know what I’m talking.
Who in the world can wear their pants BELOW their derriere? How do you walk without falling on your face?
Eleven, twelve years old, and they’re willing to look foolish to half the population so that the more important half – their peers – will think they’re cool.
I want to grab them by the shoulders and say, you took the time to put on two socks that match, and even wear a belt. A belt. Below your butt cheeks. To hold up a pair of pants meant to cover your tightie whities.
CYA, boys! For all our sakes.