But no sooner had I got the hang of it than those treadless vanity boots shot out from under me. That was the last thing I remembered.
“Whatchu got, man?” / “Reds, bennies, dexies, yellow jackets, demmies.” / “Yeah, demmies're good shit, man. I pay you. Fuck. I got money. I'm hurting inside. Got beat up. Where my money?”
The Lone Star State now gets an estimated 12 percent of its electricity from lignite, and that figure is expected to double by 1985.
When I had to go to the lavvy there I always had to use that stiff, scratchy, smelly, lavvy paper she always said she 'put for the 'young ladies' - sniff'.
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