Hey, I'll tell you who had a pretty sweet fuckin gig going, this SOB:
you fuckin A, bubba, Indian chow
for every meal, more hot hippie chick trim
than you could shake a yawarah at, and hanging out for
weeks with George freakin Harrison.
Bet your fuckin ass the Haha fuckin Reeshie never worried about whether his duds matched, no fucking way, man...
Raj
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