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no rest for the wicked

no rest for the wicked


he drives to town with hound

he shoots

he scores

he puts the lotion on his skin

he returns to farm delirious (hopefully: just now he feels a little unable to control heavy machinery).

i've never (ever) taken a day off sick.

who would i call to make my excuses to...where would i send my sick note?


ludwig puked in the car on the way into town
hopefully he won't on the way back.