So one day I was at Vato-Zone changing my car battery and this liquid spills from the battery on to me and the ground and starts to sizzle when it hit water. So I'm like fuck, I got battery acid all over me. My skin didn't burn so whatever.
Next day I get up and throw on the same jeans I had on and went to my morning class. After that I headed to Wal-Mart to grab this big bin to ship my tranny (no marty). I get there and start walking towards the back and I felt a breeze on my legs, I look down and my jeans are starting to rip and my boxers are showing.
I went to grab my bin real quick holding it over my legs because my jeans just kept ripping. By the time I get out my jeans are split open so much on my thigh that I had to hold them up to cover up. I get to my car and touch my jeans and my finger goes right through. The fucking battery acid was disintegrating my jeans!
Fuck Wal-Mart, brings out the white trash/ghettoness in everyone.