Tuesday, August 10, 2010

I needed to write....


Enter John(picture). John spent most of his early life jumping from foster home to foster home. At the age of 14 he smoked his 1st joint. At 16 he discovered the wonders of whisky and the process we like to call "drunk philosophy". John lives in The US of A. Fuck you John, you mother fucking sap job. :D

Good night to you all. I went sailing to night in preparation for a great feat I'm about to undertake. On Thursday I'll be sailing in a tiny boat the length of the harbour. I could die. I hope I can eat and sail at the same time. No booze.

That is all. See you tomorrow night.
Roscoe.

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