I have memories of wife beaters before they were a shirt. My foster dad used to kick the shit out of my foster mom, he was some crazy babist who was a lot like the Phelps, meaning he felt all the pain an suffering in the world was God’s doing to punish sinners. That means when teenage kids from my highschool got in a car accident, my foster dad said they deserved it for having had sex before marriage and shit like that…..then I remember listening to punk rock 15 years ago and seeing these hit the scene. It started with the guys, then eventually punk rock girls were rockin’ these. I used to have a bunch of beaters in my closet, in case I had girls sleep over and they needed to borrow something to sleep in, because they were see through and as you know, I am a fan of the nipple. Either way, mother’s and daughters everywhere are rocking these things now, like all good things, the mainstream will eventually eat it up and spit it out. Now look at Locklear’s bra while I remember when gino’s laughed at us for wearing skate shoes…..before DC sold at every footlocker….

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