July
August 2009
We can go to the park after dark, smoke that tumbleweed. And as the marijuana burns we can take our turns, singing them dirty rap songs Stop and hit the bong like Cheech and Chong, sell tapes from her
Goodbye Michael A star has been plucked from the sky. The sky is now dimmer. It happened on June 25th. A day, we will always remember. Never again to see Michael’s smile light up the skies.
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