If you buy this other shit, you get future shit like this. Or better. We’ve got a clothing line sewn by the pimpiest Italian houses in the droolingly loviingest colors and luxury hybrids that sing to your soul. And tracksuits in fabrics and colorways you can’t find on your best day. What if someone was taking over the world lovingly. Would you pay what it fucking costs to have what you really want made by people you know? Or will you sit around until some New York shitheads get six months cooler and more droll. (I can’t imagine they’d get any more ironic, they’d disappear.)

 

White G Slips--too fresh. No one’s done ‘em split like this. See the big picture, Grasshopper.

White G Sneaks

 

Yes, they were made by Nike. We ain’t got our own prototyping facilities yet. And we plan to pimp out the biggest and the baddest like the hos they are anyway, so it’s good practice. (Remember, they discontinued all their best designs before public opinion came back at ‘em. You still can’t get a pair of real Cortezes.)

 

Just wait until we’re playing the titans of industry like the puppets they are--making our suits, workboots, computers and cell phones at Prada, Red Wing, Apple and Palm factories.