On the King’s Highway

On the King’s Hwy

WE SLEEP IN, usually until somebody knocks at the door, we take our work seriously, writing as a job, this is not starvation road (to a dead horse point), we don’t worry about the bugs, have a spoondrop of fish oil, don’t be such a religious retard, Anne Waldmann takes it, says it’s good for the heart.

Are you waiting for someone to show you the way? Las Vegas or Salt Lake City, clean, fill some dirt in your play place.

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