“PBR Face”

Many years ago, the jackals made their way west across the terrain of the United States. Some of us move back East, and we are terrified into situations of getting our neck pulled back, like might happen to a stray, mangy cat.

I talked to this girl the other night from Oregon, and it was a gushing waterfall of the kind of beauty most combustive of us men, Sara, fair complexioned and hair of brown, thorough Northwest through and through, with crystal clear eyes, and how you’d ever come back from something like that is without contention the most puzzling thing on the planet, but who’s thinking about the planet?

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