Abusing the vernacular 58 words at a time
Saturday, October 4, 2008
I ain't blushin'.
When that one guy you know who you’re still on the brink of asking for an autograph gives you The Nod, strangers are giving you back pats while the bar is buying shots, and that girl flashes you her pearly whites... its time for bed, boyo. Knock’m back while your liver’s still living and the world’s still giving.
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