stank you, smelly much...for bringing me back to mars [ you are the prototype].
Published Friday, September 26, 2003 by jay d | E-mail this post
it just takes a nice sunny friday and a wedding to make jay flush all his stresses and mindknots down the crapper.
in other words...i feel like THE SHIT. not like shit..just like THE shit.
you hear me? you feel me?
smell ya later.
in other words...i feel like THE SHIT. not like shit..just like THE shit.
you hear me? you feel me?
smell ya later.
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