Boy, do I need a man like my Chucks!!! I went out in my "dancing shoes," I woke up in the morning and my Chucks were right there. Right next to my bed! Right by my side! Of course, the first couple of months they put their best foot forward. They were crisp, clean, and never wanted to step out the box. Now, they're worn, used, grimey, a little beat up and broken, but they're holding it together just for ME! 5 years later and they complement me perfectly.
I know their sole's a little shallow; however, our relationship runs sooo deep. No wheels, but they Ryde! A night at the Bowery: Me and my Chucks. Dinner and a Movie: Me and my Chucks. A good day at work: Me and my Chucks. We're inseparable. They allow me to be...ME!
I must admit, Chucks' first love was Basketball, then there was a lasting love affair with Rock, but once Hip-Hop entered the picture, we fell in love. I'm just happy the street dream is over. But, no worries, they still ROCKIN' With A BALLER ;-)
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