Hands Up, Hands Up!!!

That's what was being yelled at me while my back was being harshly patted after I almost choked to death on my Cheerios. I was minding my own bidness and then I dared to scroll down and saw this shit... Ya'll know I hate to talk about people...sorry, I can't type and lie. Let me rephrase that. Ya'll know I hate a bitch who looks a mess. I have no clue who she is and I don't care. Just look at her choice of shoe, knee highs, and ankle warmers (?) with that dress. She's like a 5th grade Cowgirl Flash Dancin Zebra. Hideous. Why?