Wednesday, August 12, 2009

Ex-wife #8

Oh sure, she looked alright but the clothes don't make the woman. The hair was a wig, the glasses were from the Elton John collection and cost $12,000 and she had the outfit tattooed on her body. She took the curtains from the kitchen window and had them surgically attached to her knees. And, on top of all that, she never let me wear my "Plum Crazy Purple" stacks after she found out we had the same shoe size. Bitch!

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  1. I remember the days of wearing stacks. I say "days" because it was pretty much literally about 10 days. I got a nosebleed from the altitude and that was the end of that. I think it all started because the Puerto Ricans were always trying style me into whatever it was they called a Player back then. I had this stylin' straw fedora that I wore cocked back on my head. It drove them nuts that I wasn't wearing it low on my brow.
    And a leather jacket too. "Ju gotta leather, Mang? Ju neetoo getta leather."

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