Today I got something real nice for my schoe- and footpiggies; it's all about my damn hot Reebok sneakers! There's no other pair I wore that much but now they are totaly damaged - fucked up by my feed - and I want new ones!! Ans who's job is it to fulfill the goddess' wish?! Right sucker - it's YOUR job to buy everything I want cause you're nothing but a walking cash machine. And I also want you to buy my old, dirty sneakers from me realy expensive - spend your whole money on them and then build an altar for this stinky pair of shoes so you can worship day and night! You'll kiss and adore every millimeter of this holy sneakers knowing the princess wore them and you're not worth it to touch more than her dirt.
