tough T

I’m thinking of getting the above tee for those late-night walks I like. Formerly, I was given a small can of mace to carry with me from the HB. After hearing about those walks and grocery-store runs I used to make at all hours from my last house, he’s since become more anxious about the ones I take now. We rode our bikes past my old house last night. Of all the places I’ve lived, I miss that place the most. I think I felt invincible when I lived there, in all respects—it was a time when I felt like I could do anything and be anyone I wanted to, nothing inhibiting me. No need for mace or tough tees then.

Actually I just thought it was creative and cool. It was recommended on the website: www.iliketotallyloveit.com