This shit is reaching critical mass, and none too soon.
The truth is, a Luncher like me is living on borrowed time. This feeble flesh and bones just wasn't meant to keep up with a life of depravity and toxicity. But I am thrilled to see that even after I am gone, a new and even crazier generation is ready in the wings to carry on the tradition...
Party on, dude. And don't take off those glasses or hat. Shit, I never thought about wearing glasses like that...
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