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Nice to have old friends over, huh?

Barbows & Wife

Found a bus tho

I'm stranded, stoned, dethroned out of my ass - that is, fellows, i am actually broke. This is positively nuts. I should not be. Alas, I am, thus I wait for the bus rather than just jump on a cab and go to sleep. The club, tho expensive, was nasty. I will be glad never to set foot on the dancing halls of the killer cow ever again. The efforts of the entertainment staff were actually cute, only not enough to balance the monumental bad vibes of everyone else. Myself included. Maybe I've gone crazy picky, too, but i didn't think anyone was more attractive than the prospect of making it home to jack off in my clogged bathroom. I'm telling ya! Now all the buses seem to be going all the wrong ways, and I find myself debating a change of lifestyle. I'm old. I can't club no more, can I? Not like this, just for the hell of it. Not in a city like Rome, or Santos for that matter.

Stranded

Mamma mia

In città il pollo fa cocoricroc

Live hard

When I wake up early in tue morning, if nine is early, and I have to go to work, I want to pass out and die. Well maybe not literally die, but I could sure use some passing out... Non sono fatto per il lavoro. But I work, it's doable. I still have half a sunny saturday ahead of me, hopefully a night out, soon I'll get paid, pay bills, buy stuff. I need apparel, a new journal, a video game, maybe I'll travel and further consume the world - it's all a bit silly, no? We labor excessively so that the way things work can continue to not work. It goes...

It goes