There's a reason some people have the jobs they do.

So I’m on my way home from work yesterday and stop to get gas…I run inside, cuz I need smokes too, and wait in line. When I get up to the counter, the white trash chick behind the counter looks at my shirt (I’m sporting my Dragginwear.com shirt that says “dragginwear.com” with a silhouette of a truck over it, and it says “Praise the Lowered” on the back.)




Anyway:

She looks at my shirt a second and goes, “OK, turn around…let me see the back.”
So I do and I hear, “huh.”
“What?”
“that’s a cool shirt…but what do
DRAGONS have to do with GOD??”

“What?? No..first of all it’s
'DRAGGING' not 'DRAGON'. and second, it’s 'LOWERED' not 'LORD'”

“oh…ok”