Only In My L.A.

Apparently, in L.A. this girl’s shirt is plaided, not plaid.  I’ve heard two separate Angelenas call it that on two separate occasions in the last week.

Please God, no babies for them for a good, long while, okay?  Can you do that for me please?  For a big-boneded, light-skinneded girl in a pinkeded top?  I need to believe that Idiocracy is just a movie.  Just a fun, light-hearted, fantastic motion picture that’ll never actually come to fruition.  C’mon G-Unit.  Help me out here.