And here I am now and there's a thought in my head something about being a bike messenger and just what that all means, the thought is so profound and so true but the words fail me and when I read this in the hangover future I might remember that thought and I just might find those words so true and so profound to say what I need to say, one bike messenger to another. Yeah, I know it's a Beatles number but when they do it I just don't buy it. Now Cocker....you know, we can talk about our personal shit, one bike messenger to another, it may be different shit but we have that same background noise in our heads, that thing that well....you know?.
tales from the front
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2:55pm
i'm leaving 315 Bay st. after meeting up with 50 to hand him a job going
north that's got more than an hour left. I'm headed to 235 Mo, to grab a
j...
15 years ago