FOR GOD'S SAKE!
HOW MANY TIMES DOES THIS NEED TO BE SAID?!
YOU CANNOT WEAR LEGGINGS IN PLACE OF TROUSERS!
YOU CANNOT!
YOU MUST NOT!
YOUR BOTTOM DOESN'T NEED THAT MUCH EXPOSURE!
YES YOU!
YOU!
YES, I'M TALKING TO YOU!
THAT GIRL ON THE ESCALATOR AT BOND STREET STATION!
WALKING UP IN FRONT OF ME!
WITH LEGGINGS ON!
THAT WEREN'T OPAQUE!
NOT EVEN SLIGHTLY!
AND YOUR LITTLE CROPPED JACKET!
THAT DIDN'T COVER ANYTHING!
NOT!
A!
GODDAMNED!
THING!
SERIOUSLY!
I COULD SEE YOUR THONG!
SURE, YOU HAD A DAINTY BOTTOM, BUT STILL!
I DIDN'T NEED TO SEE THAT!
NO ONE DOES!
AND YES, MEN OF LONDON, I AM SPEAKING FOR YOU TOO!
EVEN IF YOU DISAGREE!
I AM TELLING YOU THAT IN SOME WAY THAT HAS HAD A SCARRING EFFECT ON YOUR SOUL!
EVEN AS YOU WERE COPPING AN EYEFUL!
COVER YOUR BUTTOCKS!
LET'S STOP THE MADNESS!
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