Shoe Shirt

I've had this entry written for a while, but I've been too embarrassed to post it. But since it's kinda funny, I guess I should.

I wear alot of Jordans. I think it's because growing up, any shoes that cost more than the normal Marshall's $25 were too expensive. Now that I think I have a little money, I spend too much on my Jordans. Meh, what are you gonna do? What are you gonna do. So when I went back to Dallas for the first week of school (stickin it to the man), I made sure I went shopping at malls that had more variety than plain Provo. I wish there were a House of Hoops around here. In SLC at least. Sadly, I did not buy any new shoes in Dallas. However, I did get some shirts. Boy, did I ever. With this Jordan shirt, I feel like entered a parasitic relationship. One of those difficult interracial relationships, if you know what I'm sayin.
The punk at House of Hoops in the Town East mall forgot to take off the security tag. So now I cant wear my shoe shirt. I don't even have the receipt. N even though I'm pretty sure I could talk the people at foot locker into takin it off for me, I'm too embarrassed to take it in. I love my pride. Maybe that's why I'm still single? Huh.
I looked up a whole bunch of videos on youtube about how to take it off, but I cant find the same one as mine. I say "mine" like it's something I'm proud to have. Get that outta here. I was gonna just pry it off n not care what happens to the shirt, but as I started pullin on it, I realized I liked the shirt too much to take that kind of a risk. So for now, it's just hangin out in my closet. All locked up. Poor guy.