Crumpet!
Come sit.
Tell me all about it...
Drinking alones for killers, melancholy and alcoholics.
Man trouble? That's sad.
Dad trouble? That's bad.
Real trouble's I'm nabbed?
Too good to be gratis...
Your mother taught you well.
I'm only fun on the Sabbath.
Oct 7, 2015
Oct 7, 2015 at 5:11 AM UTC
Crumpet!
Come sit.
Tell me all about it...
Drinking alones for killers, melancholy and alcoholics.
Man trouble? That's sad.
Dad trouble? That's bad.
Real trouble's I'm nabbed?
Too good to be gratis...
Your mother taught you well.
I'm only fun on the Sabbath.
Drunk on sacrament, I meditate on the musings of Omar Khayyam and hit on any women in shoes, how do you spend your weekends?
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