A couple of days ago my beloved whispered into my ear those words every bloke longs to hear; ‘I need some new winter clothes’. For fuck’s sake woman, it seems like only last week that you needed some new summer clothes.
Seeing the look on my face, she offered her deal. ‘If you come and help me choose, I’ll buy you lunch’. Well there was an offer I couldn’t refuse, especially when she told me she’d be looking for lingerie into the bargain.
So off we went around what seemed like every shop in town, where she was in and out of the changing room like a rat up a drainpipe. ‘Do you like this, or the previous one?’. ‘The previous one’. ‘What’s wrong with this one?’. Fuck me.
To amuse myself on the many occasions that she disappeared between the rows of mannequins and the racks of clothes, I looked at the huge pictures of the women modelling each store’s range of gear. Now do you remember the time when these would feature some drop dead gorgeous babe looking like a million dollars? Well that ain’t no longer so. No, it seems that in these ‘woke’ days, you’ve got to go for a different, more ‘realistic’ approach with your models; for which read ‘ugly’. Or fat. Or ugly and fat. Or ugly, fat and effnick;
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Now if you happen to be a bit ‘between genders’ as a model, you can really cash in these days
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Cosmic. I mean for fuck’s sake, when blokes are being trailed around the shops, THIS is what they want to see on offer in the pictures on the walls;
The rest of you ugly cunts can do one. Stores, you’re doing yourselves no favours as far as any normal bloke’s concerned with this sort of display. Give us our fantasies back, you cunts.
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Nominated by Ron Knee.