Recently I cleared out my shoe wardrobe and found this pair of old sneaker wich reminded me of you. If you were a shoe than one of those: Ole, worn out, stinky and scruffy - ruined by my feet. This sneakers are almost as fucked up like your life and I tell you what a worthless son of a bitch you are - just good enough to eat the filth from my feet. I display you this manhandled babys real close before I make you stick in your loserface to inhale my scent intensively. Because Im in a good mood I will also give you idiot the opportunity to buy the sneakers overpriced from me. As soon as they moved into your house you have to build them a altar and let them sleep on your pillow every night to worship properly! My filthy, sorted out shoes are so much more worth than you and will make clear where your position is day by day - so treat yourself sucker!
