Ugh, Monitaly is so fucking dope and this ranch coat is the fucking dopest of all. It's got handwarmer pockets and two patch pockets lined with the same faux fur lining as the body of the jacket. This shit is wild. I want to wear this and live out a fucking lit revenge story set in, like, 1975 Montana. I'd be involved in some strange cocaine trafficking enterprise that warehouses cash and raw for a cartel in the side of a mountain and get double-crossed and left for dead. Despite the fact that I was taking part in importing a terrible drug, the audience would side with me when I make a miraculous recovery, put on this fly corduroy jacket, get a .45 caliber semi-automatic pistol and exact my brutal revenge on my former co-conspirators. The story would take me all the way into Yellowstone National Park where I would have to murder the three hippies-turned-cocaine dealers and the Medellín liaison who were the brain trust behind my betrayal. The cathartic release at the end of the movie will have everyone begging for a sequel.
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