SHIRTS OR SKINS… FOLKS PICK YOUR POISON

Shirts or skins, pick your poison, just stay far from the punch bowl. What makes the grass grow? How did we get here? I know how we got here, I also understand much pain and suffering will be involved. No fuckers this is no Mother Goose, although it might just be a plague, get it? ha ha?

 Wildflower has a damn fine recipe for Texas Chili, beware, but also be polite and spit it in the napkin when he is not looking, no need to give him a reason to cook yet another pot up, get it? ha ha?

Same old same old? are you sure? Better take a gander out your window, same song different day? Better take a closer look, get it? ha ha?

Highway to heaven or highway to hell? Ask the Nicea council, perhaps they will state it’s not Kosher, get it? ha ha?

Welcome to Amerika, please enjoy your stay, remember the wire is meant to keep you in not out, get it? ha ha?

Now get ready to go eat your fish, get it? ha ha?

 

Ring around the rosy
A pocketful of posies
“Ashes, Ashes”
We all fall down!

 

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