First world problems.
An excerpt from my second grade diary:
About a week ago something really scary happend. At the blockwacht party two boys where playing with us they were sagging after they left I sawe them smoking.
Wow. Remember sagging?
I had no idea what sagging was, so I urbandictionaried it - the first entry was this:
wearing ones pants around the hips so that they sag down and bunch up around the ankles. Originally, this was a prison thing that signified that you were another prisoner’s property, ie bitch. Punks were forced to wear their pants this way so it would be easier for their masters to pull their pants down and butt-fuck them. Somehow this became a 1990’s fashion trend. I learned this from watching a TV special on prison life. The inmate who related the story was an elderly black gentleman who had been sentenced to life in prison and had been there for over fifty years. He marveled how such a mark of shame became a fashion statement. He said that younger inmates don’t believe him when he tells them but swears it’s the truth. I believed him. I also think they should let him out already, he’s like 80 and I don’t think he represents a threat to society.
I just loved the last sentence. Maybe urbandictionary is where all prison appeals should be handled??
