söndag 29 mars 2009

time flies.


Snart får jag hålla om dig.
Min Moa.
Min vackra Moa.
Snart.
Åh vad jag längtar!

Paris here I come!


thank you for smoking.


People, what is going on out there? I look down this table, all I see are white flags. Our numbers are down all across the board. Teen smoking, our bread and butter, is falling like a shit from heaven! We don't sell Tic Tacs for Christ's sake. We sell cigarettes. And they're cool and available and addictive. The job is almost done for us!