Lets give Tony some attention , The strong survive , Like a lion life devours the weak and old , No heaven no hell , You just lie in a 4k box and forgotten. The gravestone tilts slightly to the left and mosses over . Evolution and time press on for the living. People say the same thing looking at graveyards , I'm glad I'm not in there. Guess it comes down how you were raised . Dad played guitar sang old country songs drank whiskey smoked Marlboros , Mom was raised in a convent beaten by nuns , Never heard God or Jesus around my house .Maybe on occasion God Damit . Jesus Christ almighty can't get no piece with these damn kids

Last edited by bennash; 11/30/25 07:23 PM.
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