I received this stupid pen on my birthday years ago from my ex-wife, and even before I divorced her flabby body, I hated the pen. I have no idea why she bought me this piece of crap. Sure, it writes fine and could “seem” kind of cool, but I hate it. The color is ugly, it barely fits in my banana sized hands, and it comes with some weird carrying case. King Kong could barely write with it. Every time I open up my drawer and see this waste of space, I am reminded that I used to be married to that skank who gave me a stupid pen for my birthday.
Since when did eBay become the poor man’s blog? Is it the message board for vitriol and revenge? Or is it just the place any fat-fingered fuck can unload the stupid, hateful pen his flabby skank of a wife gave him for his birthday? Ah, but his pen comes with a lengthy, lengthy provenance. Lengthy.