A gray, piece of crap razor. It was passed down from my mom. At first, I was only allowed to call on it, but 7th grade, I was able to text. It was the worst phone ever and I even found some... Interesting messages between my mother and one of my teachers on it
Anyway, my mom was finally able to upgrade, so I got a new and improved Razor. I felt so badass with it.
Anyway, my mom was finally able to upgrade, so I got a new and improved Razor. I felt so badass with it.
October 17th, 2012 at 07:39am