The Last 5 Hours Of My Life

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  1. blairg

    blairg loving Mari

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    I remembering going to my boys house, then I had to go to the bar, next thing I knew I was trolling for hookers, ended up in some fucked up place when I had to wade across a creek in subzero temperatures, hid from the cops a few times. I can't feel my fingers and I don't know whos shirt I'm wearing.
     
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  3. blairg

    blairg loving Mari

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    I'm just so fucking cold. I flagged a cab down at 7-11 to cruise the cemetary hookers, I finally found one worth the 40, and the cops lit her up right away. I wanted to go back but I was too fucking wet and cold.
     
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    Threads like this make this site look lame
     
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    Exactly. Life's a whore. Fuck it. Salude!