i remember the first time i saw the k. shipley. i was purchasing a pair of socks from my local convenient store "Rose II." usually, or at least most of the time that i frequented this store i never could fully grasp what was happening or why i was purchasing certain items such as "Rap-Snax"("all that, and a bag of chips") for i had never been to "Rose I." after purchasing the socks i went home to try them on, but someone had stuck peanut butter in one of them and a roll of quarters in the other. after throwing out the one with the peanut butter in it i took the roll of quaters out of the other and went to my local penny arcade, "Kalidescope McDermitt's." i watched a western movie a bout some buisness guy the frequented whore house run by nuns. at first i was like "huh?" then i was like, "hmm..." i spent the remainder of the money on the go-karts there. man oh man those sure are fast minature cars that they have. later that day i did some laundry and met my future wife helga, of whom i am still married to(at least until we got divorced 2 days later). and i remember this distinctly, as i was walking back from the laundry mat i saw the k. shipley on the other side of the street poking each other's ears with their fingers. i yelled out, "HEY!!!" and they retorted with a collective, "UGH!!!" wow, i'll never forget that day i ass-ure you.