Oil

Oil
Some people are green with no life experience. Wet behind the ears. They can't work a washing machine. Life for them will be hard. Vertical learning curve.
Others are yellow. Real back stabbing bozos who'll step on your corpse. Not looking over their shoulder as you burn. The worst type of plebs. I know many.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2015

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