in that part of town where all the white kids still have feathered hair
It's 4am and change.
I just got home from work.
I can't remember what kind of Scotch I put in my flask or when - I think it must have been at Willie's wedding - but damn it's tasty right now.
posted by Hans at 04:19
2 Comments:
It's not Scotch. It's a space station.
30 December 2006 at 08:48:00 GMT-5
It's too tasty to be a space station.
30 December 2006 at 19:51:00 GMT-5
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