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Daylight waste-ings

Posted on 2010.11.07 at 03:06
Current Mood: weirdweird
An extra hour of bar time brought curses to this town. Now at home a bottle to put down. Earlier, as ass hats yelling "Pussy!" to the beloved bouncer as they scurry out the door. Others...fuck heads, puking silently on the floor. Do they realize that "fall back" is for the clocks and not for the ground...or that Ed Hardy makes a bro easier to be found? As the shit show, shit head, dumb-ass parade walk away...they talk of pizza and a good lay. It might be time to rethink your intensions, guys...or revaluate your conceptions...all of them, lies.

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