Hope this works out and it seems he fucked you as if he were a 6'7", 314 lb. black guy named Bubbles and you were a 6'1" 167lb. white game named Monty and you had just arrived to his cell block and both of you shared the same cell and this was your third night and you were sound asleep when all of a sudden you were awakened by heavy, onion smelling breath wafting through your narrow nostrils and then he bent you over the bed rails and sold you some fucked up wheels.
But ultimately, this is your fault, OP, for not being better prepared to check these things out BEFORE you paid that money. That's waaaaay too much money to throwing out on used wheels without thoroughly looking them over. Later, QD.
