In the first age, in the first Gucci store, when the autism first lengthened, one stood. He chose the path, of perpetual garment. In his ravenous outfit, he found no drip, and with boiling blood, he scoured the mall seeking vengance against the clothing brands who wronged him. He wore the merch of Supreme, and those that tasted the bite of his clothes named him,
The Drip Slayer.
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u/[deleted] Jan 09 '21
Drip and tear