09-09-2016, 02:49 PM
(This post was last modified: 09-09-2016, 03:39 PM by WeaponTheory.)
Two days ago during my walk around the hood, I found a smooshed tin can Street Fighter viagra pills. Just image search it, it has Ryu and Chun-Li fucking, I'll take a picture of it someday.
Today, out in the open on the corner, there's an open old VHS cassette tape plastic box. On the front cover, at a quick glimpse it looked like a collage of pictures of black chefs or gospel music, either way, black people. Since it was open, you can see the tape. Clear as day on a white front label, all you see is "XXX". I almost picked that bitch up just so I can get a good laugh of what kind of taste the original owner had. But again, it was out in the open, tons of cars watching me. It's funny, something told me to go walking today, I almost didn't since I woke up late, but I also saw familiar people as I did. Worth it.
Today, out in the open on the corner, there's an open old VHS cassette tape plastic box. On the front cover, at a quick glimpse it looked like a collage of pictures of black chefs or gospel music, either way, black people. Since it was open, you can see the tape. Clear as day on a white front label, all you see is "XXX". I almost picked that bitch up just so I can get a good laugh of what kind of taste the original owner had. But again, it was out in the open, tons of cars watching me. It's funny, something told me to go walking today, I almost didn't since I woke up late, but I also saw familiar people as I did. Worth it.
"Who am I to tell you something that you already know?
Who am I to tell you 'Hold on' when you wanna let go?
Who am I? I'm just a sicko with a song in my head and it keeps playing again and again and again and again."
https://youtu.be/bdJ7xe70ck0