Originally Posted by flux_capacitor
Hey butt squeegee I've got the liner in my truck but never heard from you.
You were supposed to call me on your way to Woodstock, vagina boy.
"...When your time comes to die, do not be like those whose hearts are filled with fear of death,
So that when their time comes, they weep and pray for a little more time to live their lives over a different way.
Sing your death song, and die like a hero going home." - Tecumseh