whiskeyfightpit

The new Tomahawk cd came out yesterday and I fogged my basement with enough insect killer to choke infants from here to southeast China. Problem being my computer is downstairs as well. So I'm sitting here writing this taking in the splendor that is Raid. An inviting mist I must say. It reminds me of those far off days huffing away at computer cleaner and selling LSD to the principal's daughter. The owners of this webpage should be aware of my dedication to SUICIDEGIRLS. How many customers would sit in a fog of death to only catch a glimpse of the beauty contained within? Hell, for all I know sitting in a fog of insect killer is probably a fetish I don't know about. Hey, they were doing bug powder in Cronenberg's Naked Lunch. Hollywood never lies. Fuck it, it adds a little kick to the Grocery Store Grade Vodka I'm chipping away at.