Tuesday, April 04, 2006

Poor Guito....

This morning when I was driving to work I looked behind me and there was this old dude driving his daughter to school.  At first, I thought it was his wife because she was putting on make up.  Then we stopped at a light and I noticed the apparel that the girl was wearing.

 

Spiked dog collar

47 gold and silver chains

18,000 bracelets

2 other chokers

Black top

Jet black long hair

Jet black lightning bolt drawn across her cheek with eyeliner

Ruby red lips

Brown blush

 

Her father was a rather large man in a grey business suit.  He looked as if he was from the mob.  Like, he should have had the name ‘Guito’, ‘Ice’ or ‘Tiny’ or something crazy like that.  I realized that he was driving her to the alternative art high school up the road and it all made sense.

 

I mean, the father looking so tough and everything couldn’t keep his daughter from being this crazy expression of gothic madness.  Madness because I don’t know many chicks that walk around with lightning bolts purposely painted on their faces in black eyeliner.

 

Poor dude….

1 comment:

Jay Noel said...

You either grow up exactly like your parents or the polar opposite.

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