Tester: big jonny
Date: January 23, 2002
The mailman brought lucky me present today. I came back from running errands to find a cardboard box on my front porch. I wonder what’s in there?
New shoes from Intense. And a shirt? Man, these guys are too much. These things are pimp. Lemme slide ‘em on. Oh yeah, baby, sit your ass down in the puddin’. These shoes were made for my feet.
OK, which bikes got platform pedals? The race cruiser. Perfect. It’s snowing like a motherfucker and I’m going on a beer run. There is no better way to enjoy a new pair of shoes than with beer. And, I figure what better way to test out a new pair of shoes, but under the real world conditions of a beer run blitzkrieg on a beach cruiser?
They performed flawlessly. Each power slide, curb grind and sprint for a traffic light went as smooth as could be. Covered with freshly fallen snow, I entered the grocery store. The floor is covered with enough melting snow and water that they have the “caution” signs out tonight. Me, I’m straight in my brand new kicks. I’m floating past all danger in these beauties, no doubt due to the stealth rubber soles.
I peruse the beer section. Blah, blah, blah, gimmie that Sierra Nevada, for shizzle my nizzle. That’s what I’m talking about. Where’s the register? Pay the man and I’m out.
Back on the bike and I’m stoked. Man, it’s snowing like crazy. Bring it on. With these new shoes, I can take anything. And I just might, if you know what I’m saying.
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