This Chick Gleefully Lighting Her Cheating Boyfriend's Sneakers On Fire Is Kinda Sexy In A Psycho Girl Way If We're Being Honest
Solecollector – “This is what happens to cheats,” declares the woman in the viral video below as she gleefully watches a pair of Air Max 95s burn. According to Charlotte Arnold, who posted the video on Twitter on Wednesday, the act of sneaker destruction was done in retribution to punish a cheating boyfriend.
The sneaker sacrificed in the hard-to-watch clip is the Nike Air Max 95 “Neon,” a model that last returned in 2015 as part of a lengthy run of 20th anniversary editions.
I’m not a sneakerhead type so this didn’t quite register as “hard-to-watch” for me like it did for the fine folks at Solecollector. But it did register on the “Ooooh this chick sounds nuts but I bet she has hefty British tits and will run her poorly maintained teeth all over a dick” scale for me and that’s what counted here. You certainly don’t want to date a girl who’s going to light your belongings on fire at the first sign of difficult times, we can all agree there. But there’s something to be said for a girl who’s so passionate that she’s lighting things on fire because of your love. That’s the kind of chick who’ll really add some flavor to your dating resumé. I mean if she’s gross put her in jail and throw away the key, really. But if she’s alright looking like she seems to be…keep your head on a swivel, try not to cover yourself in any flammable liquids or Crisco no matter how hard that may be, and enjoy the ride. Crazy pussy is the spice of life.
Then again I do remember finding Lisa “Left Eye” Lopes hot when I was little and she burned down Andre Rison’s house so maybe I just have an innate thing for pyromania. That and precumming myself playing as Sweet Tooth in the Twisted Metal games. The signs were really all there.
PS We’ve all been there Ciaran:
Sometimes it’s a set of cherished shoes on fire, sometimes it’s having to explain why you were spotted leaving in an elevator with a chick on a Facebook livestream of your endlessly camera’d up office. Happens to the best of us.