To each his own Sazeechazone…
Long night ends- Two blinks To close, Too lose! Why must we whisper counter attacks? Why do we ponder excuses? Why do we seek a cause?
Excuse me sir your fly is unzipped! I heard someone say that the other day. ” Hey lady your bag is holding up your dress in the back…” I heard that to!
Life and it’s weather patterns are forcasted to us at the most undesiarable moments, But like the sailors we are we SAIL ONWARD!
I smile in the face of cunts!
