Casting aside his usual job duties of managing and motivating underlings, Supervisor Thompson spent most of the yearbook staff party throwing shade at other guests. First he ordered Christi to bite her pearls to see if they were real (they weren’t), then drew a map showing DeWayne exactly where the belt department was in Foley’s, should the thought ever occur to him to purchase one. DeWayne then attempted a saucy retort about Thompson’s monstrous spectacles, but it sadly missed its mark. Thompson was on to the next unfortunate fashion victim in no time.
Seriously–what WAS it with those huge lenses? Even Wonder Woman sported them.
I Don't Get It 
Aren’t we hand to the hips fancy. Bye the way my middle name is DeWayne.
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Is it really? I don’t know anyone with that middle name.
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true story
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Well, I’m certain YOU have plenty of belts.
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Had a very large pair of aviator style sunglasses around that time… I wore em again a coupel years ago and got some smirks.
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Ha! I love aviators.
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