It was a bad day. A lot of bad stuff happened. And I'd love to forget it all. But I don't. Not ever. Because this is what I do. Every time, every day, every second, this: On five, we're bringing down the government.
Friday, November 14
But I Don't Have A Shirt...
A stroke of pure brilliance.
A stroke of pure brilliance.
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