Apparently those were the jc penny knock offsRemember the old toughskin jean commercial with the robot wearing the jeans, rubbing it's butt back and forth on the floor trying to wear them out?
Apparently those were the jc penny knock offsRemember the old toughskin jean commercial with the robot wearing the jeans, rubbing it's butt back and forth on the floor trying to wear them out?
I had that exact jacket and hat when I was six. My Grandfather got it for me for Christmas.He was probably the kid with the steelers "Tote Bag" in school with the Steelers Tossle cap and Pleather sleeved Steelers Jacket.
I would have but my mum wasnt putting that kind of money into my school clothes. We went to murphy mart.
You said the exact same thing last time you threw a little hissy fit about me. Then you went right back to liking hundreds of my posts. Seems rather paradoxical.Not your one post your posting in general. You are the dig at others type to try to make yourself look smarter. I don’t like your style I don’t like you.
I'll sum it up: I called you a crybaby, which you most certainly have proven to be. You for some reason took great offense to that schoolboy term, because soon after that, you called me a dick and a major douchebag, and then told me to go f*ck myself not once but twice.Yeah I am the fruitpie but you want someone to go back and read your posts in a desperate attempt to vindicate your bullshit.![]()
Even more classy.Ok fruitpop I will carry on , you keep carrying Magic Mike’s **** in your mouth. Tell us how good it tastes.
We have been done days ago, and posters asked for it to be done. Yet here you are again once more like your disgruntled opinion means anything.You said the exact same thing last time you threw a little hissy fit about me. Then you went right back to liking hundreds of my posts. Seems rather paradoxical.
I'll sum it up: I called you a crybaby, which you most certainly have proven to be. You for some reason took great offense to that schoolboy term, because soon after that, you called me a dick and a major douchebag, and then told me to go f*ck myself not once but twice.
Even more classy.
I'll try really hard not to call you a crybaby again. The word seems to elicit an anger in you which is probably better off buried deep inside your little mind.
You can have the last word in this thread. I'm done here.