Sunday, November 11, 2012
Wranglers
Frost's mother gave me a cigarette. A wrangler... They're not like normal cigarettes. More like cigars. But they taste like moss afterwards. Weird taste... And packed too hard so you gotta suck like an idiot to get the smoke out of it...
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