As our antagonized protagonist gets home from work. He kicks his kicks in the corner like theyre being punished. He sits down on the couch of hyperbole and begins to unwind his mortal coil.. Lifting his gaze and thoughts out of his work automatic mode. He thinks its not an evil pondering after wandering home to hit his pas stash.. He sets it before him glad he is past the youthful nonsense of smoking it to function. This is the equivalent of a finely distilled batch of moonshine. To enjoy.....like a boss. Oh heavens and Hades! What can this be?? Fine German beer his dad buys cause he, like a boss, enjoys his little treasures after slaving all week to make someone elses house payment possible as he struggles to make rent. Ahhhhh yeah.....today was a good day.... But right now is what its all about....respect my.gangster....
Posted on: Sat, 08 Mar 2014 04:43:10 +0000
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