Blake Carrington is a budding artist from from the black earth of this blessed land. He is a genuine, sincere man with deep feelings which are expressed in his beautiful songs.
In this great work of art, he is yearning his tragic failure at acquiring a pair of those mind-numbing Yeezy’s which were reviewed here on this site a short while ago. In his voice, a thousand nightingales come to life, in his tearful lyrics Shakespeare and Homer are put to shame. We are sure that the greatest composers of history are turning in their graves in agitation right now, as the heart rending tunes of his songs hit the air.
Doesn’t his predicament bring a tear to your eyes? Don’t his honest and true lamentations bring a smile of sympathy to your lips? It’s impossible to know the pain of being without Yeezy’s if you already own them. The pain, the suffering, the endless sorrow caused by the discomfort of your feet, the mental torture cause by the lack of impetus in your jumps, the feelings of envy – is it possible to characterize this unparalled tragedy without sounding sentimental? We do deplore our inability to be more straightforward about Blake Carrington, but a burnt heart is burnt. The pain is uncontainable.
By the air waves…may a pair of Yeezys find their home in Mr. Carrington’s house so that we’ll escape suffering the end of the world in his flooding tears.
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