summonsing the razor sharp wit and dead pan humour of smokeandacoke to help me describe this image?
I’ve got nothing, too tired.
Really? You put this on me at 4:15 in the morning? Fine.
(Crack my knuckles)
“For all the time I spend fantasizing about what it will be like to be an old man, there still exist glimpses that far surpass all my wildest hopes and dreams.”