Midnight on the ocean, not a street car was insight around the corner two dead boys were having a terrible fight.
Back-to-back they faced each other; drew their swords and shot each other.
A deaf policeman heard the noise and came and killed the two dead boys.
As told to me by my grandfather, Johnny.
The world according to me in the form of observations ranging from the sardonic to the sweet inspired by travel, booze, women, Corporate America and the freeriding externalities of everyday life.
About Me
- JB el JB
- Sur la couch, Texas, United States
- "Internationally known, nationally recognized and locally accepted." - Bishop Don "Magic" Juan
I'm intercontinental when I eat french toast. - Beastie Boys
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