UNIFORMITY

I love a good uniform.

I don’t love wearing them, I love quietly judging their design. When I judge a uniform, I like to look at how it fits the skinniest kid, and the heaviest kid in the band.

If those kids look like they want to murder a band director or an entire booster club, I call that a bad design.

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