billy_brown

seriously, its come to this,
i woke up sprawled out on my couch this morning,

in my underwear, with a strawberry pop tart(frosted) in my hand.
and i swear to god, the motherfucker felt warm from the toaster.

i have no clue what happened

i just texted mr kgb
(who by the way, made me the most wonderful "im sorry you got the plague" basket this week , cause, seriously, i gots some health issues)
to see if he had any input (as i had dinner with him), and nothing.he just said i seemed tired


so this is how its gonna be now?
this is how gods gonna roll on my scene?

ive been here before,
i can work with this
the duder put it on ten, but mine go to eleven

p.s. thank you mr kgb for the fine soaps and cigars, they are well appreciated, although i think youre just warming me up for the slip and dip