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**** you.Originally Posted by whnay.
FTFY.
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**** youOriginally Posted by whnay.
They're all platinum, but here's today's nugget for you lazy ass clickers, you hold it in your hands dickers:
**** Yeah Menswear - Nov 3
When your hoarding is this fresh.
There is no need for a ******* intervention.
Friends and fam bumrushed the crib.
Thought a therapist and a camera crew could halt my swag.
After 5 minutes they got the hell outta there.
Realized they were underdressed.
Self destructive behavior on some seriously next level ****.
Obsessive compulsions legit as ****.
Shoulda known my gear would eventually ruin the lives of those close to me.
My down ***** was tired.
Of sleeping on the floor.
I told her that a G like me can only open his heart so much.
"I've only got love for neckwear, girl."
Kicked her ass out.
Ralph Macchio.
Back to my old ways.
Slaying these broads and wiping "˜em down.
With silk repp.
More bow ties than a goddamn Chippendales.
More four-in-hand's than a couple of Burkman Bros grabbing their nuts.
But I gotta keep it one hundred.
Sometimes I feel like.
I can't stop.
Sometimes I feel like.
The walls are closing in.
Sometimes I feel like.
I'm living in a steezed out bomb shelter.
But god forbid.
There is ever a zombie apocalypse.
28 sample sales later.
I'll be Omega Man stunting.
Choking undead haters out with batwings.
Rebuilding society.
And this time around.
There's gonna be a motherfucking dress code.
TRINI
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But god forbid.Originally Posted by **** Yeah Menswear
There is ever a zombie apocalypse.
28 sample sales later.
I'll be Omega Man stunting.
Choking undead haters out with batwings.
Rebuilding society.
And this time around.
There's gonna be a motherfucking dress code.
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Originally Posted by TRINI
I know. Finishes strong.
Like Godfather dumping Fredo in the lake and closing the door on Kate.
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Harold falcon
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**** Yeah Menswear - Nov 3Originally Posted by voxsartoria
When your hoarding is this fresh.
There is no need for a ******* intervention.
Friends and fam bumrushed the crib.
Thought a therapist and a camera crew could halt my swag.
After 5 minutes they got the hell outta there.
Realized they were underdressed.
Self destructive behavior on some seriously next level ****.
Obsessive compulsions legit as ****.
Shoulda known my gear would eventually ruin the lives of those close to me.
My down ***** was tired.
Of sleeping on the floor.
I told her that a G like me can only open his heart so much.
"I've only got love for neckwear, girl."
Kicked her ass out.
Ralph Macchio.
Back to my old ways.
Slaying these broads and wiping "˜em down.
With silk repp.
More bow ties than a goddamn Chippendales.
More four-in-hand's than a couple of Burkman Bros grabbing their nuts.
But I gotta keep it one hundred.
Sometimes I feel like.
I can't stop.
Sometimes I feel like.
The walls are closing in.
Sometimes I feel like.
I'm living in a steezed out bomb shelter.
But god forbid.
There is ever a zombie apocalypse.
28 sample sales later.
I'll be Omega Man stunting.
Choking undead haters out with batwings.
Rebuilding society.
And this time around.
There's gonna be a motherfucking dress code.
So much awesome.
- Joined
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Oct 28 (just for OP.):
Late last night I had a vision.
A world with no blogs.
No Tumblr.
No Twitter.
Not even ******* elbow patches.
It was horrible.
In a world without swag how does one stunt?
How does one stunt in a world without swag?
A cycle perpetuated by clearance racks at Kohl’s.
The finest men of my generation.
Those known for the crispyest kits.
Those known for the sickest fits.
Those known for tweeting the most ridonkulous sample sales.
Those known for taking pictures of themselves in public restrooms.
Those known for reblogging the steeziest street skeezers.
My heroes.
My brethren.
My bros.
Were suddenly different.
An entire generation lost in space.
And time.
Their go-to-hell souls vanished into thin air.
Gone forever.
They were doing volunteer work to meet bomb ass chicks.
Instead of just looking ******* awesome.
They had real jobs.
Instead of freelancing on Wordpress.
No one owned their own domain.
No one owned their own webstore.
My worst nightmare.
Worse than a T-Brizzle fashion show.
It was horrible.
I awoke in a panic.
My APC manjamas soaked in sweat.
Club collar twisted in fear.
I ran to the nearest of my walk-in closets.
Grabbed the flyest gear within reach.
Threw it on as quick as possible.
Making sure my sprezzy was still on point as ****.
My fingers trembled as I took a seat.
At some rando granddaddy’s typewriter that I copped on Etsy, I began to flesh it out.
Doing my best to write it all down.
So I could save the world if need be.
So I could prevent the future if necessary.
So I could scan this dope ass **** to my blog later.
- B
Late last night I had a vision.
A world with no blogs.
No Tumblr.
No Twitter.
Not even ******* elbow patches.
It was horrible.
In a world without swag how does one stunt?
How does one stunt in a world without swag?
A cycle perpetuated by clearance racks at Kohl’s.
The finest men of my generation.
Those known for the crispyest kits.
Those known for the sickest fits.
Those known for tweeting the most ridonkulous sample sales.
Those known for taking pictures of themselves in public restrooms.
Those known for reblogging the steeziest street skeezers.
My heroes.
My brethren.
My bros.
Were suddenly different.
An entire generation lost in space.
And time.
Their go-to-hell souls vanished into thin air.
Gone forever.
They were doing volunteer work to meet bomb ass chicks.
Instead of just looking ******* awesome.
They had real jobs.
Instead of freelancing on Wordpress.
No one owned their own domain.
No one owned their own webstore.
My worst nightmare.
Worse than a T-Brizzle fashion show.
It was horrible.
I awoke in a panic.
My APC manjamas soaked in sweat.
Club collar twisted in fear.
I ran to the nearest of my walk-in closets.
Grabbed the flyest gear within reach.
Threw it on as quick as possible.
Making sure my sprezzy was still on point as ****.
My fingers trembled as I took a seat.
At some rando granddaddy’s typewriter that I copped on Etsy, I began to flesh it out.
Doing my best to write it all down.
So I could save the world if need be.
So I could prevent the future if necessary.
So I could scan this dope ass **** to my blog later.
- B
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Originally Posted by niidawg3
This dude needs to do a collabo with Primo ... certified plat!! He's got more punchlines that 'Kiss.
You'll like this one.
- B
Oct 24
What did you do this weekend?
Watch some anime Appreciation?
Maybe reblog some Sarty pics of an Italian gramps dressed way crispyer than you...
******* amateurs.
I was on my roof.
Taking in some killer rays.
Drinking craft beer.
Snapping pics of my Aldies.
I stack kicks like I stack cheddar, son.
This is Jenga steez.
Have you seen my shoes?
Seriously, have you seen my ******* shoes?
I gots kicks for every occasion.
Blogger meet up? Checkmate.
Cigar shell.
Smashing on haters? In the streets?
Blue suede.
Stealing your biotch?
Indiana Jones orthopedic boots.
No Sketchers shape ups. It's too easy.
The list goes on.
I've seen you in your Allen Edmonds.
Weakest **** on earth.
You call those shoes?
Did your mom pick them out?
Hanukkah money goes a long way.
Or maybe you got them for your super sweet sixteen.
Get some Aldies and maybe you can holler.
I'll be on my roof. With my new DSLR.
Teach me how to use it.
Hi-res stunting.
Snapping pictorals.
******** on clowns in Florsheim's.
What did you do this weekend?
Watch some anime Appreciation?
Maybe reblog some Sarty pics of an Italian gramps dressed way crispyer than you...
******* amateurs.
I was on my roof.
Taking in some killer rays.
Drinking craft beer.
Snapping pics of my Aldies.
I stack kicks like I stack cheddar, son.
This is Jenga steez.
Have you seen my shoes?
Seriously, have you seen my ******* shoes?
I gots kicks for every occasion.
Blogger meet up? Checkmate.
Cigar shell.
Smashing on haters? In the streets?
Blue suede.
Stealing your biotch?
Indiana Jones orthopedic boots.
No Sketchers shape ups. It's too easy.
The list goes on.
I've seen you in your Allen Edmonds.
Weakest **** on earth.
You call those shoes?
Did your mom pick them out?
Hanukkah money goes a long way.
Or maybe you got them for your super sweet sixteen.
Get some Aldies and maybe you can holler.
I'll be on my roof. With my new DSLR.
Teach me how to use it.
Hi-res stunting.
Snapping pictorals.
******** on clowns in Florsheim's.
niidawg3
Distinguished Member
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- Messages
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You'll like this one.Originally Posted by voxsartoria
- B
Oct 24
What did you do this weekend?
Watch some anime Appreciation?
Maybe reblog some Sarty pics of an Italian gramps dressed way crispyer than you...
******* amateurs.
I was on my roof.
Taking in some killer rays.
Drinking craft beer.
Snapping pics of my Aldies.
I stack kicks like I stack cheddar, son.
This is Jenga steez.
Have you seen my shoes?
Seriously, have you seen my ******* shoes?
I gots kicks for every occasion.
Blogger meet up? Checkmate.
Cigar shell.
Smashing on haters? In the streets?
Blue suede.
Stealing your biotch?
Indiana Jones orthopedic boots.
No Sketchers shape ups. It's too easy.
The list goes on.
I've seen you in your Allen Edmonds.
Weakest **** on earth.
You call those shoes?
Did your mom pick them out?
Hanukkah money goes a long way.
Or maybe you got them for your super sweet sixteen.
Get some Aldies and maybe you can holler.
I'll be on my roof. With my new DSLR.
Teach me how to use it.
Hi-res stunting.
Snapping pictorals.
******** on clowns in Florsheim's.
What did you do this weekend?
Watch some anime Appreciation?
Maybe reblog some Sarty pics of an Italian gramps dressed way crispyer than you...
******* amateurs.
I was on my roof.
Taking in some killer rays.
Drinking craft beer.
Snapping pics of my Aldies.
I stack kicks like I stack cheddar, son.
This is Jenga steez.
Have you seen my shoes?
Seriously, have you seen my ******* shoes?
I gots kicks for every occasion.
Blogger meet up? Checkmate.
Cigar shell.
Smashing on haters? In the streets?
Blue suede.
Stealing your biotch?
Indiana Jones orthopedic boots.
No Sketchers shape ups. It's too easy.
The list goes on.
I've seen you in your Allen Edmonds.
Weakest **** on earth.
You call those shoes?
Did your mom pick them out?
Hanukkah money goes a long way.
Or maybe you got them for your super sweet sixteen.
Get some Aldies and maybe you can holler.
I'll be on my roof. With my new DSLR.
Teach me how to use it.
Hi-res stunting.
Snapping pictorals.
******** on clowns in Florsheim's.
Who is this guy? Some questionable lines here and there, but overall freshest and most innovative fashion idea since the invention of AE seconds ... lol
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