You know that sweatshirt that you have that you really like - except there is ONE thing wrong with it.
The cuffs on the sleeves are looser than Paris Hilton's overused vagina and you're basically forced to pull the sleeves up to your elbows.
This is REALLY similar to the stretched shirt neck peeve of mine. The stretched out sleeves are so awkward feeling. The worst part is knowing that the entire sweatshirt fits TOTALLY normally with the exception of the sleeves.
Good luck eating a hot dog or pasta or anything - because you'll practically be DIPPING THOSE SLEEVES IN THAT SHIT. And you KNOW it's going to stain, just to rub it in.
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