Dude, the phone rang, I've been on the verge of tears (fuck Tarantino "Verge of Tears" - I got this shit), you dumbfounded me brother, that would have been a page out of my book when I was in the vicinity of being the man. That's a gut punch, as I'm sure you imaged, but the timing is ridiculous. It's not dead on the mark but I was on the phone the timing of the post. When people are asked if you could do something over "No, it was how it was a ssuposed to be, made me this man!" Fuck those guys, I would change the world. This is old tales too, it was a birthday, I saddled a horse, I think I'm still because of three guys and girl. Really one guy.
You'll indulge me, because you're reading still. A lot more than three, but negate mom and pop. Three people pre-manhood, no relative. It's fun to pretend you're a celebrity, especially coming from a sour doctor's offfice *(that's a good first line but you don't write).
Dude, that picture is the essence, it's jaggered my su step. I was called out and I don't go out much these days. A manegerie (how do you spell menagerie??) fuck it. Too many good people. I was there in twenty minutes and everyone was gone. Fuck man, it's cold as a warlock's ballsack (hahaha)I i wish I was one of those savvy guys who could just insert Abraham.
I got called out on a cold night buy friends, I've been a dick holdout, which I'm sure you know isn't me. I get there and everyone's wiped out but buying me dring, I sit down in bar 2 eight tequila shots with the lime. Like a movie, I'm good with movies, I'm not joking. One Buddy (another good movie title or Mopar hoodscoop color. (I have this tic that's Native American Res thing, in my opinion, and it's not always on but you have your casual tics, I live where I live these are my guys you slip into vernacular. The only white guy I've ever seen tic-in is Brad Pitt in Kalifornia, he had to learn those tics, they don't come easy.