The Gods Must be Crazy
So unless Dan Hurley reads my LJ, which I'm not betting on then I've got some good fucking ju-ju working for me. After all that fucking bitching I did on how Tats are so fucking expensive, I wobble my fat ass into Hardware Ink and get the best fucking pricing. It was like walking into Wal-Mart. "Always low prices....ALways." I couldn't believe my fucking ears. Now, if you want a half ass job done on you then go to someone else. But if you want some quality shit then you best take your ass to Dan Hurley.
Ah man....there's this female at Hastings that was looking mighty delicious. We talked about Haggard and Tenacious D and the Body Language was definitely forth coming. Wonder if she'd let me eat her?::Thinks about it::
-Deuce!!!-
Ah man....there's this female at Hastings that was looking mighty delicious. We talked about Haggard and Tenacious D and the Body Language was definitely forth coming. Wonder if she'd let me eat her?::Thinks about it::
-Deuce!!!-