Finally; I was there, bro. On the racetrack—or whatever in the fucking shit you would call that goddamned uphill run on HARD ASS ROCKS while being chased by a pack…
Month: August 2019
The reason I moved to Ukraine was to write a book—this book, that you’re reading; you know, the one called “Sex in My Daddy’s Backdoor: Volume 15.” Wait, hold on……
-Spanish people love gambling. There are gambling shops, or stores, or whatever you would call them everywhere -The streets are a party at noon, but are dead for siesta time…