I can't even comprehend the hours I have spent cooped up inside practicing in increments of 25 minutes as the world partied without me.
Well no more shall I have to select between Friday or Saturday to live a little.
Raj Mahal? OH YES.
When? EVERY SINGLE NIGHT.
So my dear friends, wish me luck.
Tomorrow night I'm going to paint this motherfucking town red.
Who's with me?
Hail to the king, baby.
1 comment:
I MISSED YOUR PHONE CALL! I love you.
-ezra or daniel. You'll never know.
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