It takes a long time but God dies too But not before he’ll stick it to you I don’t know, but I been told You never die and you never grow old
on the menu tonite
for the next egg white scramble
bike light, had to return the green bell, neither fit on a road bike (fil’s) and bells such as those are heard to get and have to be made specially.
great read, halfway through, reminds me to write about the year i lived in the crawford street ghetto house. thanks chloe.
