I Made Practice Runs Down To Skid

My Beerdrunk Soul Is Sadder Than All The Dead Christmas Trees Of The World.

I Would Certainly End Up Forever Crying The Blues Into A Coffee Cup In A Park For Old Men Playing Chess Or Silly Games Of Some Sort.

Parties Sickened Me. I Hated The Game-playing, The Dirty Play, The Flirting, The Amateurs Drunks, The Bores.

There Will Always Be Something To Ruin Our Lives, It All Depends On What Or Which Finds Us First. We Are Always Ripe And Ready To Be Taken.

It's Better To Do A Dull Thing With Style Than A Dangerous Thing Without It.