As the toad, wanders about the midnight city.. He has woken early well, because it’s mardi-gras week! So off to the bank machine, take out a brown one, in hope not to spend it badly..
It’s all good, while stopping a the Seven-Eleven in the hood for lighter fluid, waiting in an impossible line to not even get the type of fuel i desired..
Two women and a gentleman in front of me, to make a long story short, one of the ladies asked if i would like this rose, i said sure and now you have it immortalized..
Thank you Darling, ifinn you read this little message the story of my life…
toad (chris jensen)
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