So, for a while we've had this big Suicide Girls photo book. Someone put it on display and yesterday a group of college kids, three gals and a skinny little guy, hauled it over to the photo section and spent a good 30 minutes sitting on the ledge and issuing a running commentary.
These are my favorites.
Gal: She looks really pretty naked.
Guy: Look, that one's bigger- that's why I think they're real.
Gal: Hey, she's got a landing strip!
Guy: Ooooh, look at that cool tattoo!
Gal: EEeeew, she has it Pierced! What, WHY?!?
Gal: Yah, she has huge boobs too.
Guy: Oooh, that's terrible...she looks so young.
Gal: What, that's just...so NAKED. How do you get so naked?
Guy: I think they're all fake names...that's like, their SUICIDE name.
Gal: Oh my mom WILL comment on that...she'll be like, EXCUSE ME?
Gal: We should get this for you for your birthday....it's like, so EMO.
Gal: They *all* have those stars up there!
Gal: What's a Suicide Girl?
Guy: It's just, like, any naked girl with tattoos.
Gal: OOOOOOH FIRECROTCH! I'll just shout that out.
Guy: This is like, so 90s, all of this.
Epilogue:
When they finally put it back on the display shelf a middle aged dude scooped it up almost instantly and bought it not ten minutes later.
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