Class.
Work.
Class.
Work.
Work.
And resting on the seventh.
And now...some stuff I found on my phone I meant to post over the last two weeks:
Drove this Ford F-350 Diesel with Duellies. Courtesy of the Olzaks.
Demon Goat at the Crawford County Fair
An awesome painting by the lovely Ms. Kimmi Rosser
Dogbed
Best Man speech at The Rage's wedding
Buy this shirt.
WE OWN YOU. 611
Deadend conviction addiction rejection your body's running down so tired so busy fitting in your bloodshot hippie ways are going to lead you down a blackened road think for yourself or are you so drunk you can't think at all I can't get through to your mind so blind that it can't predict your fall no one can stop you but you you put me here to watch you fall thinking it's so funny to us all a life to live I have but one you put me here to watch you run you've got no body to run you've got no eyes to see you've got no way to make it through the other side of me think for yourself wake up
P.S. 21 and still Edge. Love it.
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