Where are my manners? To think, I didn't even introduce myself! Holy fucking Christ. How un-latchly of me.
Skeet is the handle.
Few can handle Skeet.
I'm gonna bring the el oh el
You in the Market? Sell oh sell
Boss man Max keeps it hot on the road
Packin' more knives than one you ever know'd
Ok, I got that off on your chest. My chest, rather. Off my chest.
Black out blogs - featuring The Latchies
See you in a couple hours,
Lots of love,
P.S. Photo blog to come...