Saturday, March 29, 2008

To live and die in Hialeah

I've lived the dreams of the broken hearted and I have said things with more emotion and feeling than I have in a very long time... were I to die tomorrow, there would be a throng of people who'd have nice things to say. I almost bought a rotten pumpkin on the way to the dealership. I am extremely thankful I didn't. What? You gonna have reservations? Well bitch, it ain't that kind of motel...

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