hey you! fuck you!

so Wednesday night was the first hoodtohood sponsored battle of the exclusives.
i had my doubts about going in the first place, because as Kelly says, " any place where guys care more about sneakers then the girls is not really worth our time". As the day went on I proceeded to finish off my advanced psychopathology paper, at around 11 30 i was thoroughly satisfied that I had busted my balls enough for one night and decided to call up the bitches to go grab a drink. They informed me they were going to the sneaker battle and as stressed out as i was i figured a good laugh couldn't hurt.

so we head to lola lounge, get our drink on i straight up felt like i payed 5 dollar admission to see male peacocks at the zoo. dudes were feeling themselves harder then kiddies at the petting zoo. Anyones one buddy with a particularly bad case of really fucking gay, busts out a pair of what the dunks. Not only is it bad enough that someone would pay such extravagent amounts for such a heinous shoe but buddy thought he was the king. NOT RLY FUCKER.
anyways so he goes into the battle carrying a sign saying, " I can't talk to you im wearing 9000$ worth of clothes". Wow really, so that's your angle.. am i supposed to get on my knees now and pray to your bape god and have wet dreams about dipping into your all over print louis vuitton change purse?
anyways the bitches told him straight... too funny.
in case you don't understand the magnitude of just how fucking ridiculous people can be let me introduce you to the don of fags.

... oh it get's worse

oh snap i almost forgot my favorite!


ooooh
yeah you like that bitches? Didn't think so.

anyways to sum up this whole fucking rant
thank god toddy and chia were doing their job right and didn't give "the don" first
big up to tristan for breaking out the og 11's
and an extra big up to the don for putting up a kanye style " it shoulda been me" shit fit.
ghaha
thats it
im a douche bag
and i love it.