I’ll tell you what I like to do to make time pass. Pour whiskey out of my flask into a shot glass. Fire up some grass and get a piece of ass. Sometimes I like to smoke from my pipe which is brass. I also like to fish for bass and catch them in a large mass. When my women talks back I say don’t sass and ask her “bay where’s your class. Did you think one case of bud would last? How do you expect me to have a blast when all my stuff runs out that fast.”

So when we got done partying all around The Lake of the Ozarks is where I was found. I was so damn drunk I laid my Harley down. Man I did frown when the dirt made my white pants brown and when a car almost hit me the horn did sound. Well I can sure tell you that road had me looking like ground round.

Now that I’m healed I’ve learned to yield. But I still drove my car into a field. I was lucky my beer was still sealed. And what a deal someone driving by squealed.

Out of all the luck in the world. When the cops came I hurled.

So now what’s the chance that I’m going to get in the old lady’s pants. And what about my pot plants. They are over in the woods by your aunts.

I hope my luck turns another way cause I can’t take my life like this one more day. I’m glad tomorrows payday. I will relive some stress and play
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