So I couldn’t stand it any Longer and runned in an out to the kitchen, filling the breeze of this sunny Sunday morning with popury of tabacco, sweat , wine and God Only knows what those yellow blanks on my blue shirt smell like, when I open the fridge I couldn’t find anything like the thought cold crystaline watter, but there it was, a half empty bottle of Coca-Cola, and no one around competing for it…People I won’t lie about my acts, lets just say that I Could easely be confused with a diabetic lad despertly reaching out for his insuline...
sábado, 4 de septiembre de 2010
The Coca Cola Effect
So I couldn’t stand it any Longer and runned in an out to the kitchen, filling the breeze of this sunny Sunday morning with popury of tabacco, sweat , wine and God Only knows what those yellow blanks on my blue shirt smell like, when I open the fridge I couldn’t find anything like the thought cold crystaline watter, but there it was, a half empty bottle of Coca-Cola, and no one around competing for it…People I won’t lie about my acts, lets just say that I Could easely be confused with a diabetic lad despertly reaching out for his insuline...
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