Alright Easter, thanks for fuckin' wit the program. Sunday's where I ritualistically read, eat bacon, drink coffee, and flirt with the cute waitress. Thanks for leaving Boston Market (the extended family of all vagrants) on the table.
"Mummmmy, There's a Lincoln log in me sock drawer. It's the story of Jesus."
-William Melvin Hicks
"Mummmmy, There's a Lincoln log in me sock drawer. It's the story of Jesus."
-William Melvin Hicks