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Boot Strap
Boot strap calculator says carry on mister.
No stopping on Burke St.
No hello turning heads.
Brown bag diner bench, pigeon turd dance floor, rub a dub crash pad.
All over by nine, repeat maņana.
"Get lost" he said. Who me? Keep the snotty look, I had one for breakfast.
No stopping on Burke St.
No hello turning heads.
Brown bag diner bench, pigeon turd dance floor, rub a dub crash pad.
All over by nine, repeat maņana.
"Get lost" he said. Who me? Keep the snotty look, I had one for breakfast.
Published 7th Nov 2017
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7th Nov 2017 7:44pm
Sounds like a typical drunken, strung out night from the past. Fun read!
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