Poor. Rebel Billionaire.

I would be lying if I said I wasn't ecstatic when I heard that LoveSac filed for Chapter 11 bankruptcy. $3.2 million dollars in debt. Not bad. (According to the picture above, Shawn still has enough money to pay for an awful emo hairdo.)

Somehow I always knew it would happen. Maybe I was tipped off by the fact that I was never paid in paper currency, only in LoveSac products. I guess I did pretty good for myself, though. I own three Love Sacs, a half dozen nap sacs (the sleeping bag), the foot sac slippers, a couple of beanies, five hoodies and a week's worth of t-shirts. Traci is equally as decked out. Unfortunately, we've always been too embarrased to really wear any of it in public. It was like advertising for Satan. Wait, Satan's kind of cool when it comes to shirts and stuff. Maybe it was like advertising Wal-Mart.

It's unfortunate that my internship at LoveSac pre-dates my blogging career, because the Manifesto would have been full of all sorts of dirt.

Read Shawn's apology to his minions of LoveSac-loving fans here.

Read the DesNews story here.