Thursday, July 17, 2008

The War Against Stripped Shirt in Houston, Texas


Rice Village and Midtown are full of creatures that really rock my wagon. These people really rub me the wrong way. I'm talking about clowns known as stripped shirts. Know I don't mind stripped shirts. I own a couple myself, and I do look snazzy in them. But the creatures who I don't like tend to where stripped shirts. So we will refer to these thing as Stripped Shirts.

Now what is a Stripped Shirt. A Stripped Shirt is a guy with no personality that goes to bars to try to pick up chicks. Usually they like to flaunt their money, or pretend they have money. They also buy the most generic drinks like Red Bull and Vodka. These guys keep up with the Hot 100 so they can pretend like they know wats up. Some say these guys are usually right, but I've seen Indians, Mexicans, and Russians that fit into this category here in Houston. These guys are culturally retarded, and they just take up the space I have to perform the Gunshow Shuffle.

Now I don't hate stripped shirts. As the co-captain of Team Unique, they will never make my team. The Pakistani Princess and I have made the rules of entry quite clear. If your not One of a Kind, your just a Lameo Supremo. I'll go to the bar with my "Bitches You Aint No Nerd" Tshirt, and I'll always be ahead of the game when it comes to stripped shirts. Whether I rock out with the dunks and white earrings or jamming to Whitesnake, just know one thing. There will never be another Gunshow. When I one day go up in flames, Team Unique will be Ten Million Strong.

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