You might want to lay off Brenda about the boots, man. She was at my place earlier rummaging through my kitchen drawers, mumbling something or another about a knife and cuttin' off somebody's feet so they won't ever need boots again. I dunno, man... Sounds like she might've been talkin' about you.
Maybe you almost fell off a cliff because you climbed up on top of it and purposefully stepped as close to the edge as possible. You're lucky Dylan wasn't as tired of your s**t as I am. I'd have just let you fall.
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