these shoes rule
these shoes suck
Walk a mile in my shoes.
There are 4 or 5 pairs of Sambas in varying states of distress kicking around between work and home. I’ve blown through a gazillion pairs of Sambas, Samba Classics, Samba OGs and now I’m onto Busenitz pros. The sole is beefier and more durable and there’s a bunch of padding as if I’d need it skateboarding. But it works out electric-assist bathtubbing.
I will not be needing any Samba Velo shoes, no thank you. The lame compromise of a weak SPD shoe and an uncomfortable walking shoe.
multitasking = halfassing
bro
Bro
Hey Bro!
The third bro gets me to snap out of my morning-commute stupor enough to look over wondering if dude is talking to me. Thinking: don’t bro me bro. Then he points. So I turn a bit to look behind me. And he says your bag, your bag is open. Thanks I say, thinking: do me a favor, don’t do me any favors. It’s a giant Ortlieb and it’s always “open” unless it’s really dumping rain.
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