Drawing your ire every time they call me sire, do you desire to see the fire and be inspired?

Or do you find me a liar, with pants of fire, showing stripes of a tiger, a liger, an out of his prime fighter?

Cause we swingin them thangs
And givin our thanks
When we roll up to the banks
And cop us some cake

And when it crumbled, oh boy, so did I. Even then, crumble feels like it still has too much consistency and stability.

We finished our first beer and went outside so she could smoke a cigarette. Looking back after the fact, she may have meant for us to leave at that point, but my self-doubt magic 8-ball said, “Unlikely.”

Woo. Much excite. Such car.

Well, I suppose we’ve reached the point where I update everyone on life changes. Cause god damn a lot has changed in the last few months.

Here we sit, squarely into 2022 and not a damn thing has changed. World is ending. Gas is too expensive. Online profiles are useless especially for dating. Clearly, I’m in a great mood this evening.