Bow Tie o’ the Day kicks off holiday ties by showing off its Santa’s. It’s hitching a ride on my mooning, trapeze-flying clown mobile. Mom gave me my mooner when I was in DHS, after a true rumor said that somebody on the volleyball team bus mooned a semi. That somebody wasn’t allowed to participate in school sports for the rest of the year. When the principal called Mom to fink on that somebody, Mom said, “Ok. Call me when she actually does something wrong.” 🤡 🚌
A Bow Tie Would Not Allow Bell Bottoms To Exist
Bow Tie o’ the Day rooted through my Sterling Scholar portfolio and came across this frightening picture. I’m guessing it was taken around ’78/’79, for the yearbook. For some reason, Tauna Louder, Brenda Lowder, Janet Eliasion and I are standing in the middle of Main Street, across from the now-gone Delta movie theater. Check out my white jeans with bell bottoms. Those bell bottoms are wide enough to be used as sailboat sails! Or used as two tents. ⛵️ ⛺️ Bow Tie oughtta stay out of stored stuff.