Give Me Your Tots

Now, I've never been one to brag about my incredible sense of style, but my outfit this morning was impressive. Anyone that saw me walking down the street to take care of the dogs at seven o'clock this morning saw me wearing:
>a worn out green-striped polo shirt
>midnight blue work out shorts
>bright pink and black squishy flip flops
>my scroungy unbrushed hair thrown into a ponytail
>a look on my smeary yesterday's-makeup face that said "I should be sleeping right now, not scooping poo"
>And to top it off: the pictured hat that says "Give Me Your Tots"
I was the image of well-kept perfection. No wonder everyone ran away screaming. I must have blinded them with my awesomeness.