I love Louisiana!
I've lived most of my life elsewhere,
but I claim to be a Louisiana girl.
It's where I call home.
We've got beautiful weather.
We've got laid-back charm.
We've got sweet tea and old fashioned hospitality.
But we've also got old schools
and our share of social problems...
AND a goofy politician who wants
to spend our tax dollars working on a law to make it illegal
to wear pajama pants in a public place.
It seems to me if it's not indecent, immoral,
or a safety hazard,
people have the right to make themself
look the fool if they so choose.
This is America and we have the right to look
stupid if we want.
Have we not seen the plus-size woman
wearing a tube top that looks like it's been
sprayed onto her bulgy boobs?
Have we not had our eyes seared
by seeing excess back fat hanging
over said tube top?!
Maybe we need a law for that.
Have we not seen teeny-boppers with
their butt cheeks hanging out of their
Gonna have to have a law for that too.
Unmanicured toes displayed in old flip-flops
and men wearing dark socks with sandals.
Where is the police when this happens?
Where do we draw the line?
And who is gonna be the fashion police?
And who is gonna pay them?
I want my tax dollars to go for building new schools
and updating the old ones. I want more police officers
to fight the crime. I want more services for the
under-privileged. Heck, I want tornado sirens
to warn the city when a twister is at hand.
Altogether now, can we say
Geesch, I'm wound a little tight today.
Perhaps I need to get back into my jammies
and make a Target run. Ya think?
BTW, I promise I.do.not.and.have.not.ever.