just finish the job for christ’s sake
almost there sweetheart. and by sweetheart of course i mean dirty lazy bitch. i say, if you’re not going to muster up the ingenuity to invent a quicker and easier shoe fastener then you best fall in line and get to bucklin’. you’re not above it. no one is.
although i do enjoy the imagery of 22 leathery dog tails slapping this girl every time she takes a corner. ouch, she’ll say.
Nothing’s sexier than a shoe that refuses to cover your slouchy sock. Because that’s really the true art.