I spent a few work days in Little Rock. My armpits got wet, and my Spanish got better. El Verano is coming. Here’s a fitting tie. I’m out of barbells. I imagine it fishes like a beagle pup on bootlaces. Get it? Soo cutesys. Love, Spring Bear
I feel like a jerk-nosed snake for my last post. Too much metal, not enough Jenny Lewis. A while back MG came up with some tracks for a FF film. I had the idea too. Ask me, I’ll tell the truth, I swear. This tune would make a perfect intro. Grizzled dude cranking a Go [...]
Boatless and with deteriorating social skills. A mess of messes under a hot, greasy collar, heavy lip ‘bout used up. Your eyes were blue; I shouldn’t know that. “Whoops- sorry! Here, I’ll get it.” “Nah I got it.” “Hey, You cut the whole damn thing off!” Tough shit, blue eyes. That weren’t your drift. Warmwater was calling to me anyhow.