People wanna be stuck up bitches because DAMN NEAR ALL of the population call stretched ears “Gauges?” Look you bitches, can you fucking blame them? That’s kind of what they’re listed as in stores and online. I mean seriously, shut the fuck up and think about it. Yes, most of us are AWARE that’s not what they called but it’s better than going up to someone and going “Excuse me, what size are your stretched ears? two inch you say? well ma’am, your 2 in ears are lovely.” Yeah. yeah that makes a hell of a lot of fucking sense.
We get it. It’s not what they’re called. It’s just fucking easier.
Get the fuck off your god damn high horses and shut the fuck up.
I dont sit there and say “oh no, sir, that’s not a tattoo, that is a lovely ink portrait of a fish upon your arm. I quite enjoy it.”
No. I say “Wow, sir, that’s a nice tattoo.”
Possibly one of the worst, and most hilarious arguments for ‘gauging’ we’ve ever seen!
Brb guys, just going to millimeter my ears, go for a quick mile, and then head down to the pub for a litre with Scott.
And how on earth is one two-syllable word harder to say than another, two-syllable word?
And we like being on our high horses. Why? Because we’re right.
Brb, time for a litre.