I went to the bodega for a pack of death, spent 6.40 and it was hot as all fuck last night and I am by the fuckin water. Yes, it is true, The Bronx has a coast line.
Oh, and morning to all you droooling nitwits.:firebounce:
HITTING BOTTOM ISN'T A WEEKEND RETREAT! IT'S NOT A SEMINAR! ONLY AFTER YOU'VE LOST EVERYTHING ARE YOU FREE TO DO ANYTHING! YOU SEE, YOU LISTEN, BUT YOU DON'T GET IT! YOU HAVE TO FORGET EVERYTHING YOU KNOW, EVERYTHING YOU THINK YOU KNOW!
Good morning all, the ventilation in my office is dying a slow, horrific death, so if I combust at some point during the day, you'll all know it wasn't a terrorist who did it, it was a shitty HVAC system
Gas is cheaper than smokes, so I'd rather get my kicks and try to kill myself by driving fast
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Your pocket Bible will stop an assailant's bullet, but not before it passes through four innocent bystanders, a school-bus gas tank, and your genitals.
HITTING BOTTOM ISN'T A WEEKEND RETREAT! IT'S NOT A SEMINAR! ONLY AFTER YOU'VE LOST EVERYTHING ARE YOU FREE TO DO ANYTHING! YOU SEE, YOU LISTEN, BUT YOU DON'T GET IT! YOU HAVE TO FORGET EVERYTHING YOU KNOW, EVERYTHING YOU THINK YOU KNOW!