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ahhh....i feel dried up. I feel like my father in ol thousand oaks smokin some sweet hash on a summer day, shaggy hair and flannel shirts. i am more like him everyday. inside my head i feel like its the mid 70's. he has best friends that still live aroound here. man oh man, i wish i had a best friend named johnny that i could hop on my motorcycle and ride to all the time and just hangout with. someone to waste my day with.
fall is chasing us down too fast.
fall is chasing us down too fast.