Have you guys gotten enough long pullovers yet? NOPE. How do I know? BECAUSE I DECIDE. It's like when your parents used to pick out your dinners for you. You'd be like, "Mom, Shake 'n Bake again?! What the fuck?!" And your parents would say, "Go ahead and don't eat then." So you fucking eat that Shake 'n Bake because you aren't allowed to use the stove all by yourself. So, yeah, I don't really give a shit if you complain in the comments about yet another denim long shirt. I'll just respond with, "If you don't like the rules here you can go live somewhere else." Or, "Meet me outside Uniqlo." That's still my favorite rebuttal.
