brittle light
brittle light
Dec 02, 2010

That Guy (Now what?!)

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me?...no
I don't wear pajamas
kid shit
if I wore anything
(but I don't)
prob'bly be
sump'm like
Brando's
"Hey Stella... Stella"
tore up tank
and maybe
some boxers
but that just means
more laundry
so I doubt they would be
any fresher than
the rest of me
by the way,
no colors, white only
on those boxers
otherwise they start lookin'
too much like
pajamas
and I do not like
pajamas

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Review Request Intensity: I want the raw truth, feel free to knock me on my back

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Region, Country: upstate New York USA, USA

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Comments

C

is beginning to sound like every other guy. And I am saying that in a good sense. He's the kind of bloke you'd like for a friend. Straightforward, unassuming, grounded, with no BS.