Go out and do it again. All the strength in my body is gone, and when I put it away and turn around, it piles up again, so I give up… I come in at 3 o’clock.
I took off my hat that was covered in rice cakes and sat down. “What are you doing when you’re not shoveling snow?” A complaint has been received.
After you clean it up, it piles up behind you…fuck let’s all die together. Like this