November 4, 2005

  • Just from walking around in the more grisly and shadier parts of town,
    I think I've grown to be paranoid. At all times I try to wear steel
    toes with steel shanks; I wouldn't want to run into someone completely
    unarmed, nor would I want to step on an AIDS infested heroine needle!
    After that I need to get some T-spiked kubatons and I'm set. Too many
    bad stories in the news. Too lazy to work out, but I should start again.

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