Okay Stripes. Let's get real for a few moments here. These shoes? Stop it. Everything about them is wrong. Clearly, someone did not get the memo that said that shoes are supposed to be worn in pairs. This two different looking shoes thing looks like something my mother would pull and then have me drive to Worcester with one of the completed pairs. So now, in addition to everything I already didn't like about you, I now associate you with my mother. So, momStripes? Knock it off.
Army of Two: The 40th Day and Across the Border. Both amazing, highly recommended, yadda yadda. I'll never get tired of the constant snark and ass-kicking. Way to make my life complete, Tyson and Salem.