They don't fit you? V asked his roommate. Not the point. No offense, but these are wicked Village People. Butch held his heavy arms out and turned in a circle, his bare chest catching the light. I mean, come on.They're for fighting, not fashion.So are kilts, but you don't see me rocking the tartan.And thank God for that. You're too bowlegged to pull that shit off.Butch assumed a bored expression. You can bite me.
~ J.r. Ward
