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"Well ain't that a cryin' shame!" he drawled over a split grass shoot **** birds, better luck next time son." trying to comfort me at least out of my silence "Well shoot, hows about you take a seat on the porch?" squeekscreekcreek wrenching a sigh popped back into a rocking chair "Here son, roll me a cigarette" trying to comfort himself his egg-yolk hands held out a glass jar made with rainbows full of **** and a tattered rolling paper the gum almost invisible "No no no, do it the way I taught ya!" a cigarette's a cigarette "hrrmmmph, that'll do. Now, tell me what it is you lost again?" the smoky words sliding out into where there once was green the bed sheets clung like water
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Apr 18, 2012
Apr 18, 2012 at 1:55 AM UTC
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"Well ain't that a cryin' shame!" he drawled over a split grass shoot **** birds, better luck next time son." trying to comfort me at least out of my silence "Well shoot, hows about you take a seat on the porch?" squeekscreekcreek wrenching a sigh popped back into a rocking chair "Here son, roll me a cigarette" trying to comfort himself his egg-yolk hands held out a glass jar made with rainbows full of **** and a tattered rolling paper the gum almost invisible "No no no, do it the way I taught ya!" a cigarette's a cigarette "hrrmmmph, that'll do. Now, tell me what it is you lost again?" the smoky words sliding out into where there once was green the bed sheets clung like water
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Apr 18, 2012
Apr 18, 2012 at 1:55 AM UTC
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