I’m not sure what world you live in. One of the most liberating experiences is waking up after a night of raging to a fresh, warm roady that the slampiece left next to your bed from the night before. Sometimes ice is like putting steak sauce on a perfectly cooked filet mignon.
I’m not sure what world you live in. One of the most liberating experiences is waking up after a night of raging to a fresh, warm roady that the slampiece left next to your bed from the night before. Sometimes ice is like putting steak sauce on a perfectly cooked filet mignon.