after the recent invasion of the priests, things haven't really turned out too well for us. honey hams have gone missing, brown stains on the toilet sit everyday and daily visits from hordes of anon alcoholic conossieurs ( or so they claimed). i don't know who stays in the house anymore...
our bread and butter guy has left the big house at 68 townsend. gonna miss his morning house music as me alarm clock and his seemingly hoarsed voice.
and not to forget david, the bearded man, who makes his sudden loud entrance from level 3 to the kitchen, whose talks last till the wee hours of the morning.
thanks guys( except for the alcoholic priests).
~bla
our bread and butter guy has left the big house at 68 townsend. gonna miss his morning house music as me alarm clock and his seemingly hoarsed voice.
and not to forget david, the bearded man, who makes his sudden loud entrance from level 3 to the kitchen, whose talks last till the wee hours of the morning.
thanks guys( except for the alcoholic priests).
~bla
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