I had to fucks with that Star Wars movie this weekend. It was wack though. I’m sure some kids liked it, but any hardcore Star Wars fan would be pissed off that they effed over the continuity for a cartoon. With that being said I am letting y’all fools know right now that I want a copy of the ‘Empire Strikes Back’ for my bornday next month. Anyone who has a hookup at Blockbuster or wherever needs to make sure one of those DVD’s goes missing. Is all I’m saying…
When I went to the ‘A’ a few weeks back I did come off with a pair of NIKE SB’s. I didn’t know what the name of these joints was so I decided to do what I do for all of my kicks in the first place – name them my damn self. The first thing that came to my mind when I saw these kicks was that they were badass. Anything black is bad, but black suede is brutal badass. It’s like wearing a velvet glove over an iron fist. These kicks reminded me of Darth Vader, the baddest motherfucker of all time.
Darth Vader killed younglings and his baby momma, then he chopped off his son’s hand. I don’t plan on killing any kids when I rock these SB’s, just killing niggas softly with my flavor. I also won’t be choking my B.M. unless of course she gives her consent. Yeah, we do it rough sometimes.
NIKE SB Dunks are where I put my chips now. I love the colorways that they choose and the materials. I just wish Lucasfilm would take the same care in choosing materials to rep his legacy. Get a pair of NIKE SB’s party people. Leave the cape and codpiece to the professionals.