Friday, April 6, 2012

I guess swazis are cool?

1 comment:

  1. I'm an old mothafucka' and remember when that shit went down. Sketchy reports out of California about a blood-drenched actress, a group of hippy followers and a messianic acid-freak scared the fuck out of Ward and June Cleaver Amërïka.
    Charlie's got issues, but if it weren't for a troubled childhood and a few crossed wires, he could have cured cancer or developed water filtration systems for third world countries.
    Now he spends his days playing checkers with pimps and drug dealers at San Quentin while visions of sugar plums and electric demons dance in his head.

    From what I understand, when he gets out he plans to open a flower shop or run a summer camp for wayward youth.