- Wearing it in public is awkward and uncomfortable
- It begins to stink fairly quickly
- It leaves a wet spot wherever it settles
- It will, at some point, require food (and possibly diapers)
- People ask you what it's name is, and then judge you when you tell them you just call it "The Red Sweater"
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Ha ha ha ha ha!
(Five 'ha's, not bad at all.)
I am new to posting on your twisted little site, but have been lurking in the shadows for a time.
I have been, hmmm... enjoying is not quite the right word, I'll say, "perusing" with fascination and trepidation your microstories.
Wow, you are a strange and sick little man. I congratulate you, sir.
Posted by: Heidi S | January 11, 2008 at 01:13 PM
I happen to be wearing a red sweater right now (creepy), but it's nice and pretty. Nothing like the one you describe. Honest.
Posted by: Q | January 11, 2008 at 04:34 PM
I'm assuming you're talking about those sling things that you carry babies around in?
Posted by: flyyhigh | January 13, 2008 at 06:15 AM