MISSISSIPPI
no pants dance!
not so cute
running across yer goddam tent at 4 in the morn. oowee. Read more…
shit…
it wasn’t till after i asked this fella how his foot was (i seen him at the pot doctor a few weeks before with a boot on) that i realized i was actually asking about his absence of foot. um, i asked about the status of a nonexisting limb? yup, akward. had to tiptoe around […] Read more…