The above shoes belong to Mickey Rourke. Squint your eyes and you may be able to make out the words embroidered on them. No, not "I like smacking bitches." Nice guess, but they actually say, "Loki." Yes, the name of Mickey's dear departed dog. Motherfuck, that was what, six months ago now? And he's still in mourning? I didn't even miss my dead parents for that long. Suck it up Mickey. It ain't touching anymore. Now it's just pitiful.
Sunday, March 27, 2011
When Dog Love Gets Out Of Hand
The above shoes belong to Mickey Rourke. Squint your eyes and you may be able to make out the words embroidered on them. No, not "I like smacking bitches." Nice guess, but they actually say, "Loki." Yes, the name of Mickey's dear departed dog. Motherfuck, that was what, six months ago now? And he's still in mourning? I didn't even miss my dead parents for that long. Suck it up Mickey. It ain't touching anymore. Now it's just pitiful.
