Is it too late for an apology?
I don't know where you might reside, but in there parts, God has been crying by the gallon and the cabin fever is starting to get thick. Luckily I've been blessed periodic breaks between the sob storms and have blazed trails of glory for miles along baby butt smooth tarmac.
This lone Soulcraft soldier's training camp is in full swing and the meditation of the open road continues to beckon.
2 comments:
Awesome. The photo made me second think my ab&j toast this morning. Well done. :)
HOMAGAWD,FOKKIN DIZGUSTIN.Poor bastard.
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