Aug 31, 2009 16:33
The wind blows through my hair while I smile and dig my boot spurs into the sides of The Working Man. "Giddyup!" I cry. What a fun day it has been, just a shame the cocaine is beginning to wear off.
"Onward to Wall Street, Stempien!"
I have business to conduct.
prose,
short shorts
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are you at hampshire yet?
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