This song is what it sounds like after I do ten rails and start cracking into the tequila. Last time I partied, I ended up falling off of another human being at the club and getting thrown in a paddywagon for climbing a police cruiser with my shirt off. It was a great night. I ended up getting released an hour after cos the guy next to me kept peeing himself and the cops were just like, get the fuck outta here, all of you fucks. I was stranded in another part of town, and going back to my graffiti days, I drunkenly hopped onto a passing train as it was the only mode of transit. When I got to the Main Street yard in Vancouver, I jumped off, twisted my ankle and hobbled home. Fuck I love going out.
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Guap. Out.
