....and the roads were where we lived. We slept in rock quaries and on door steps of churches - I slept on the floor of the convenience store just off the cap rock in Texas, I put my head by the beer case to get some cold air, and it didn't matter that I had a condo back home or a bed because you become the character in the story you are living and whatever you were is gone...
this point should not be ignored.
i love burritos. not even gonna lie.
this point should not be ignored.
^^ funniest thing ever, right there.
who will mow my lawn? OH NO
lol, oh shit hahahaha.
sumfight:Point… it’s a good one
paulprosseda: jesuskrist: sumfight
HAhahaha!! That’s right!
baaahahahahahahahahaha
little fucked up, but funny.
I support immigrants with tasty ethnic cuisine and ginormous hats.
I disagree. Since when couldn’t legals make burritos?
The secret of burritos will be forever lost.
hahaha i’m sold
no burritos??!?!???
hahahahahahahahaha
I think I just popped...lung from laughing so hard.