for banging out shorty on the left! my man!
Monday, March 30, 2009
Tuesday, March 24, 2009
Monday, March 23, 2009
Idle chatter sounds much better to the absent mind.
Govern me, kill thy master.
You will not enslave me.
The root is bitter but the fruit is sweet, but not exempt from criticism.
Small pox friendship.
You die, I take, you are the new slave.
Don't call me god, because I don't have a disease.
What is cold to you is love to me.
Savior seething, rolling you in, cherub in red said there's nothing to see here.
Hallowed be who art in heaven, I refuse to call that fucker by name.
Saturday, March 21, 2009
The Tidewater chapter of the GLC pulled a late one last night, crushing thunderbird and cheep beer in the driveway around the burn barrel at POS. With Kitt's ipod on shuffle and everybody constantly yelling "skip this gay shit", we managed to build this years Metal Mulisha ramp. If you don't understand why im saying this years, then you probably dont have fun. HATE HATE HATE HATE