Funny running into you. While I have ya here, I should probably be a good Samaritan and let you in on a secret: you left the sticker on your hat. Oh really? You meant to leave it on there? Well that's just douche.
You see, stickers are awesome. I by no means want to point the douchenozzle to the stickers. I'd be so much happier if that hat of yours had on it a bear that is dressed like a pimp and has rainbows shooting out of it's ass. That'd be something to wear around on ya hat. Who doesn't love Lisa Frank?
What I'm confused about is why you guys need to leave the shiny price tag stickers on your hat. It doesn't make me believe your hat is "authentic." I could go in any hat store, peel off that same sticker and put it on Biggie Small's top hat and call it the real deal. Frankly your hat looks ridiculous with a bubbly sticker on the worn out rim. The only thing the sticker's doing is showing me how old it is. You don't buy a shirt and leave the tag on, so you don't leave the goddamn stickers on!
No comments:
Post a Comment