New boots are sessy. Almost splurged on some more expensive lace-up Fryes, but you can't go wrong with Dr. Marten's. Now if fall would just get here so I can really start wearing them.
Haha. Apparently most of the partisan crowd, who were pretty drunk by the time we were on, had some gems of encouragement for my opponent, e.g. "Fockin' smash that Skinny Hulk's cunt in!"
He failed.