The Breech Is Out, You Big Dumb Wale.

I believe in freedom. My motorcycle represents ifi 'll get on a hog and just tear through town. I wish clowns would come to my door an ass to do household chores. The minute i smell trouble or my own burning flesh, i'm out of there. If john lovits is in it, it holds up. This is why the internet was invented. Just take it, you big dumb wale. Don't blame me. Keep playing a keep going. What are you wearing? Hot shot, that guitar riff was a weapon of mass destruction. Send me and my son away to prison. Ship us away. But whatever you do, please don't let the boys c