He Said She Said - The Fashion Police

   

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

They were driving through downtown.  

"I have to talk to that girl on the sidewalk," she said as they were stopped at a red traffic light.

"Why?  Do you know her?"  he said.

"No, but she's wearing a yellow mini skirt, fluorescent pink leggings and gold trainers.  Someone has to tell her how wrong that is.  She has to be stopped - immediately."

Pause.

"Why can't I wind down the window?" she asked, pressing the little button frantically.

"I've locked them," he said.

"But I have to tell her!" she screeched.

"No, you don't," he said, pulling away when the light turned green.

The journey continued.  It was a sunny Friday afternoon.  People were leaving work, happy to start their weekends.  Traffic was horrific.

"Pull over and stop the car!" she yelled.

He sighed.  

"Why?" he asked.

"I have to run back a block!"

"Why?" he asked.

"There is a woman with fat thighs wearing shorts and gold gladiator sandals up to her mid calf!"

"I cant pull over in this traffic, Honey," he said, placating.

"Please stop!  I have to smack her!"

"Honey, this is America.  You'll get sued."

"But she came out in public!  She made me see that!  My eyes!  My eyes!"

"Honey, we're nearly there.  You can have a glass of wine with your friends and talk Fashion Police, OK?"

"OK," she said.

 

 

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