My shoes finally came in from good old Vietnam. Thanks to the 30 little boys and girls that made my shoes in that small, hot, confined area. *Pats them on the back*
Once I opened the UPS box, the shoe box itself feels like I paid 25 bucks to make this. It has some metal circle on it. The inside is laid with suede like material. It seems like a house for my pet rat or some shit. The shoes come it this carrying bag that feels nicely made as well.
Shoes came out okay. I mean, you can’t really tell how it’s going to turn out coming from a computer, but it’s nice.
Only thing that I was shocked to find out was that it didn’t come with another pair of laces.
( -_- )
What a bitch straight off. Fuck this city and the next.
I was running to my car, which was down the street, to add money in the meter. About 5 seconds after a hard run, my fucking phone flys out of my pocket right on the floor. MOTHER FUCKING more scratches and it slides up weird now. Besides that I lost the cover to this little area which I didnt relize till I got home. Fucckkk. But yeah, as I go back to my car, a fucking envelope sits under my window blades. Fucking license was not on front bumper. Can you believe this gay shit, my front plate is in my front window right side. Little bitch i tell you. This fucking officer Takacs, J can suck my fat dick all the way across town and blow on it too. Suck a lemon all cops.
Total Price: 25 bucks
Cop Mis-wrote ticket information: Priceless
I dont see how they can become cops and still can tell black from brown and a Civic from a Passat. FUCKKKK–IN horrible.
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