1982 was a great year. That is when we were out of control and life was great. No worries, no bills, no responsibilities. All we talked about was going to the City for weed and going to grab titties on 48th. Anyway this week is over and I'm fucking glad it's Friday. Another hard week in the saddle and shit is not getting any easier. Fuck, when are we going to hit the PowerBall? This week we are going out old school with Iron Maiden. Killers was my favorite song back in 1982. I would go fucking bonkers on that song, which would end on a bad note in the City.
P.S. We are still in search for the Black Vixen. The Holy Grail is nowhere near to be found. Fuck! Must see that ass!! Smokem if you gottem bitches!!
Sacopapa Out!
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Nice. Paul Di'anno.
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