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Irving Goodman wrote Gimme dem white shades. Im gona buy dozen of 'em.
I'm with zemzero wrote MOAR WHITE SHADES!
zemzero wrote I refuse to buy anything from this website until I can buy a white pair of these. I had a pair, went to a party and everyone loved them. They must have sat on twenty different faces throughout the night. They impregnated three girls, helped ten guys get laid, fixed someones broken femur, welded a vans muffler and cleaned the pool water after someone laughed too hard and peed everywhere. We drank all night, named stars and places we would visit. We danced around a fire like the primal animals we became, the group was as one. We were the sunglasses and the sunglasses were us! It was a glorious feeling that I never felt since, or before. We slept under the open skies, opened up as our souls have, as our being has. There would be. No. More. Shadows! As long as the glasses were with us, fear was not a known emotion. Before sleep overtook us, I heard a whisper from the wind. Through the tops of the trees, carried on the wings of eagles, a sound. \"Don\'t let your dreams be dreams\". When I finally woke from my drunken slumber, the first thing I reached for were my awesome pair of macho man randy savage white sunglasses. When I couldn\'t find them, I lifted my heads to the clouds angrily, my eyes shut tight in misery. As a single tear rolled off my cheek, being absorbed into the wild, beastly beard that these special glasses bestowed upon me, I fell to my knees and gave a nod of understanding. I suspected these sunglasses were here only temporarily, it\'s vast awesomeness too wild to tame, I would be foolish to think their stay was permanent. I was selfish to think they were mine. Its people needed them more than we did.
I still have my beard and I await their glorious return.
I still remember...don\'t let your dreams be dreams.