Crh616
Will make art for booze.
Dies a virgin, keeps coming back a virgin.
Or huge drunks
Yes that is the tire from T2.
Enter Yeah-man
Sick of that place.
Do you ever stare off and imagine your somewhere else? The air starts to hit you differently, you can remember the touch of sand and the icy grip of a cold one. Sipping on the refreshing taste of a cerveza with lime. The grit of some foreign sand entering the beer-lime combo, the heat beating on against the only part of your body not covered by shade.
Then your manager reminds you your still in hell.
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They were far to prepared.
Happy Eostre heathens, the festival of car washes.
Inspiration comes to those in wait of a muse on a month long bender.
Some say he's still waiting