Stick to the Plan

#44: Stick_to_the_Plan, Man It would vex me greatly, If the sky fell out in a white sheet, frosty break about_ I doubt the plantations managerial capabilities, to help the wage slaves out_ Field first friend! My slacks are dust crusted, my collar is blue shade_ I learned to trust my first impression, my child eye deductions, Learned all my life lessons in bare knuckle playground, … Continue reading Stick to the Plan