this one felt like one a them spontaneous, off the cuff ones that arrive in one piece from some place in the brain, already written. it's vintage Bird but even better
my theory is as follows: you really were a yogi in a past life, but got kicked out of the Himalayas after being caught spunking into the communal green tea or something
“And I, an old yogi, not long from death and rebirth, look toward the West and think about her.”
Fucking amazing ✨
Damn. 🔥🔥🔥
this one felt like one a them spontaneous, off the cuff ones that arrive in one piece from some place in the brain, already written. it's vintage Bird but even better
Thanks, Kid 🙏
my theory is as follows: you really were a yogi in a past life, but got kicked out of the Himalayas after being caught spunking into the communal green tea or something
I was kinda leaning towards a 3 pound tab of acid.
An Asian lady called Hon LOL
Fuck me. That is wonderful.
I'm really loving this book.
Means a lot, Delaney. Thanks 🙏
howcomenooneseemstolikeyoulikeiloveyou? huh? whatsthatallaboutanyway?
Sounds like Phil and Rita should have explored the outdoors more.
READ otifyoucanamdWEEPforMYFATHERthisTIME!
i had exactly the same adjectives in mind
Thanks, fella 👍
lol. You legend 🙏