Holy Shit —
Listening to an old gig I played bass in, and fucking a…I sucked so bad. I mean, we all sucked, I guess. But holy shit, I’m glad bars sell beer because everyone seemed to still have a good time. That is all.
The door reluctantly opens to reveal a rickety staircase descending into darkness.
Listening to an old gig I played bass in, and fucking a…I sucked so bad. I mean, we all sucked, I guess. But holy shit, I’m glad bars sell beer because everyone seemed to still have a good time. That is all.