A man is entitled to a good steak every chance he gets, just the way it's written. I ended last night with a club sandwich and started the day with a skirt steak and eggs. It's what happened in between that's got me all right. Was it the hot tub, the Middle Eastern girl or the Australians with the bubble bath, or does it even matter. Been awhile since I put it on all night but glad to know it's still out there and that people are willing to get as nuts as you can convince them to. I forget how influential humans can be with the help of chemicals and a confident mind as a tour guide.
I love a beautiful woman or two and every sweet crack that the good lord graced them with, but cover them in suds and I'm a fool for what life is supposed to be.
laid it down and laughed it alive again just in time to strap on the napkin, what a good sport. damnit Janet.
4 comments:
Seriously Mr Harlow, are Josh, yourself, and Mitch like the 3 wise men on a quest for the Jesus of motorcycle enlightenment? The prophetic words read on these pages sometimes seems to translate like your just spreading the gospel. And the mustang pic is awesome too.
more like the 3 travelers from Willowdale in the dark and forbidding lands of the Necromancer.
harlow, come down before you start writing your crazy brain overflow....plurp fuck donut....but isn`t it nice being with a girl that likes the same drugs as you do? be peace brother.
buzzed bubbles and a fine ass make for a fantastic steak and eggs prelude. Cheers to you sir!
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