Journo entry: what the hell

Sipping coffee, I just said that to ratdog, ratdog, just imagine if Gunny came outside, seen his rocks painted pink not white, DEATH would be in the air.

Ever tweak! tweeting is different than say twerking as in this example

Sippin coffee, see this crossroads, there’s one down the road some, that’s not it, by the looks of that one, they got road funding

Sip your coffee and repeat after me

what the hell

Imagine buying a Glock like you’re buying a bottle of water at the crossroads.

No paperwork, no wait times, just vibes. Instead

we live in America.

Now excuse me, I have knives to sharpen with music of course