A spirit-ual poem
Ok so we know two things about this liquor store. Walt Whitman doesn't work here, and I have the urge to become an alcoholic upon the signs command for some reason.
Ok so we know two things about this liquor store. Walt Whitman doesn't work here, and I have the urge to become an alcoholic upon the signs command for some reason.
I'd fuck that sign.
roses are dead, the turtle is too. eat and/or drink til ya fall over
The russian version reads "vodka" instead of "red, not & whiskey".