Thanks God it’s Friday. Time passes fast, some of my gang has passed 21 and some are still waiting.
I’ve working for almost 3 years, I got things to pay by myself, car, insurance and some other shit. I want this and that, I’ve been telling my friend ~ when I’m rich, I will get this that bla bla bla... easier said than done right. I will get what I want someday.
I lost trust to some of my friends. My good thoughts always outcome something bad. I have negative thinking right now, feeling that some people are talking shit about me behind. Oh ya, friends, don’t only look for me only when you need me, don’t let me felt that I’m being use.
These news are non-related to my "Part Time Killers".
I am Peter Stuyvesant
I have two friends, Benson and Hedges
I came from the city of Marlboro,
In the Salem high country
I Always carry a Mild Seven
I rode on a White Horse
Going to Kingsway in Kent
It was Lucky Strike I fell in love
With the daughter of Master Duke
Her name Was YSL
We got married by Perillys, the priest
We checked in at the house of Dunhill
And booked into room number 555
I laid her on the bed made of Gold Leaf
I played with her two Matterhorns
When I poked in my Rothmans King Size
She cried in delight, "You are a Rough Rider!!!"
You are riding like a mad Camel
When I asked her if she is satisfied
She answered" I want MORE!!!!"
Then suddenly she turned
around and asked me if I want to
enter her Gudang Garam.
She said... depan belakang
puas, barulah Sampoerna!!!

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