johnsaulrubio

Dallas... Great times, great drinks, wonderful people.

All you folks rocked... even the fookin' Irish one.

Thanks again, Z... you're the bestest chick ever.

ARRSE!!

Quote of the week: "She fooked me in the arse with her CLIT!"

Song I'm currently obsessed with:

"the king of carrot flowers, pt1" by neutral milk hotel--
When you were young
You were the king of carrot flowers
And how you built a tower tumbling through the trees
In holy rattlesnakes that fell all around your feet

And your mom would stick a fork right into daddy's shoulder
And your dad would throw the garbage all across the floor
As we would lay and learn what each other's bodies were for

And this is the room
One afternoon I knew I could love you
And from above you how I sank into your soul
Into that secret place where no one dares to go

And your mom would sink until she was no longer speaking
And dad would dream of all the different ways to die
Each one a little more than he could dare to try