All god's children take off their clothes.

Well, Mammoth is finished. We are on the long road back into hell. Los Angeles. I am exhausted, not sure why. Sorry for all the spelling errors and bad grammer. I'll fix it all once I get to a computer. 275 miles away from reality. It's knocking at my mental doorstep.

God i'm tired. I need sleep, preferebly next to a sweet scented lady.
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