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'AC' Slater has nothing on MY mullet!
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So, on my way home from work, I dropped by 'Out of the Closet' on Santa Monica blvd, and I found a sweet pair of stonewashed Z. Cavaricċi jeans. I felt it was a sign from god, so I picked them up, went home, and dug out my Anthrax 'Among the Living' shirt and a Levi Jacket.
I pegged my jeans (formally turning my clothes into bonafide radical attire) and stuck Street Fighter Anniversary Collection into my xbox. Armed with a Shasta, I proceeded to own the scrubby players on Xbox Live with my 'World Warrior' Guile tick throws. Hearing the punk 15 year kids yelling in my ear about how "throws are cheap" brought me back to a more simple time of bliss.
It made me want go down to the Roxy, and let the security guard do blow off my wife's tits so that we could go back and meet the band.
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