I’ll never go to New York City, because I’m sure I don’t have the cheekbones for it.
The only problem with my bike is there’s no cup holder for my beer.
The beach is a cool place to run. Especially from the cops, because their heavy boots get caught in the sand.
AYE AYE AYE AYE.
I made this EP in my mom’s house. She’s really sweet for letting me live there rent-free. I hope you buy a copy of the record, as that will help me get a loft downtown.
You can purchase a copy here: