Mate - I work in an advertising agency.
All we do all day is drink, tell lies and perve at women.
What's your excuse...![]()
Mate - I work in an advertising agency.
All we do all day is drink, tell lies and perve at women.
What's your excuse...![]()
And I to my motorcycle parked like the soul of the junkyard. Restored, a bicycle fleshed with power, and tore off. Up Highway 106 continually drunk on the wind in my mouth. Wringing the handlebar for speed, wild to be wreckage forever.
- James Dickey, Cherrylog Road.
Im a pervert
To every man upon this earth
Death cometh sooner or late
And how can a man die better
Than facing fearful odds
For the ashes of his fathers
And the temples of his Gods
Originally Posted by Sniper
At least he's an honest man! you can give him that.
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