It was a time that involved a perfect balance of modesty and drug use.
People likely would have believed me to be 'groovy' (whatever the hell that means).
I could have attended the Woodstock that didn't end in a bunch of fires and property damage.
That's what you get when you invite Kid Rock and Fred Durst to the same place.
I don't know why they let those guys go anyway.
I wouldn't share a bus with those two fuckers.
Anyway, cats and kittens, swing on this.
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