squirrely drunken little guy

for poetry through the ceiling. ISBN: 1 4241 8840 7

"Hear me, my chiefs!
I am tired; my heart is
sick and sad. From where
the sun stands I will fight
no more forever."

Chief Joseph - Nez Perce

Comments

  • SD48277SD48277 Posts: 12,243
    :lol: A true degenerate...got drunk and busted up an exclusive (dare I say, "elitist") club. Kudos to you, Rocky.
    ELITIST FUK
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