Saturday, July 16, 2011
A good night in L-ville always leads to a morning that's a little rough around the edges you know, but it was good to get back to the city and bullshit with some guys who actually know their shit unlike being at the Plastic Paddy listening to adult children who can barely wipe their own arse, i had a cigarette (just one) some PBR tall boys, a Car Bomb and ended the night staring at the blackness of the woods of suburbia while enjoying a bowl of Fruit Loops, must of been that special ciggy i partook in that made me a bit hungry now, i do miss the city, miss her like i miss certain ex-lovers but alas she is really only 3 miles away maybe another 3 to the part i like the best so now she is more a mistress than a wife and that's okay, so today i may just post all fucking day, cuz i can and i will and i while i swept my floor this morning i was listening to this album and i fucking dig this tune so here it is...
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a good mistress can get you through anything...
Glad you got back to her. Always rejuvenating. ;)
Car bomb! Ugh! I cannot handle that shit anymore.
But I'm glad you got a sweet night out- they're vital now and then.
Jayne- i get back quite a bit when i'm not being a lazy git.
Sybil- I'm a fucking pro when it comes to downing Car Bombs, i'm usually wiping the foam off my fuzz while the rest of he crew is still drinking.
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