Juicy Cou-Blah

Today, I declared it to be Ghetto Sunday, and twas was spent in a Marshalls- about as ghetto as you can get in Columbus, Ohio- Anyway, what there with my deck crew, we preyed upon the wracks like hyenas. And then, all at once, we came upon a velour track suit top, like the following:



A collective groan filled the air. Who still sells this stuff? It's complete stupidity and peer pressure that leads people to buy this amount of overpriced velvet. Their velour is the satan's safety blanket. Look at thier motto:




"Juicy Couture: For nice girls who like stuff"
It's ironic, because every person I've met wearing Juicy has been completely conceited. If you like stuff so much, go thrifting, get a gym membership, or even buy yourself a grapefruit and draw a face on it. Do yourself a favor and burn the hot pink diamond studded piece of idiocity in your closet.
Deck Denial. Bitches.