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“I’ve been whiskey talkin. Shiner bockin. Baby that’s just pillow talkin. Never meant those words I said to you. When I start drinkin, my mind’s sinkin. Words are slippin, and I ain’t thinkin. Sorry if it comes as a shock. But that’s just whiskey talk.”
I once knew a man named Dave. He kept a dead whore in a cave. She had one tit, and smelt worse than shit, but think of all the money he saved.