As a kid, i remember my father coming home from work.,..and i would rush to hide behind the door so i could 'scare' him. It's funny that he continued to get frightened by me daily for like 6 years when he would walk in. anyways. He would get home and sit in his car for like ten minutes with the talkradio so loud i could hear it inside.
I am becomeing my father...
I would sooner pic up a New and World Report than an Urb or Rolling Stone now...but dont get between me and my Tokion or Sleazenation.
I am becomeing my father...
I would sooner pic up a New and World Report than an Urb or Rolling Stone now...but dont get between me and my Tokion or Sleazenation.
is that a p200?