The Death of Truth

i like having a gun with a dangerous criminal history, yet alsoeve ants to send me knives. And if o don't, i will literally take all your guns. Nothing helps me get out of a funk like getting a really nice, hand made knife and then staring at it while drinking in the dark for hours. I'm gunna wot fuking love that. Get a fine peo box. This ont ponk of that. Look at that texture. Ill have a good knife. Gand my po box number is helia, six four, one nine, one four. And then the address is, one, one, two, seven, zero, exposition boulevard