fading

Um.. wtf?

are we talkin' gut bomb, diaper full o' beans sized burrito, or are we talkin' lil' friskies filled molten mouth burner like the kind you get at the gas station? either is quite a tasty roll in the hay. hey, gimme my pants back, fuckhead! i've been lookin' for them. i've been wearing a barrell since the day i lost them...whenever that was. if i ever learn you one thing, let it be this:
"you can't rollerskate in a buffalo herd."