why, brothers, are we so angry? I’m just out of image rehab. tell mom they couldn’t get the **** so to speak, back on the oven. I know a kid of mine won’t walk the impossible dog. I know it deep down. arsonist first, birdwatcher second. drone to stork and stork to mermaid. I feel your pain.
Dec 30, 2016
Dec 30, 2016 at 6:53 PM UTC
why, brothers, are we so angry? I’m just out of image rehab. tell mom they couldn’t get the **** so to speak, back on the oven. I know a kid of mine won’t walk the impossible dog. I know it deep down. arsonist first, birdwatcher second. drone to stork and stork to mermaid. I feel your pain.
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