Slugwrench Pinned
it's so easy, isn't it? walking through this maze of shit fading remnants of what used to be all that I've crippled, come crawling back to me in walks you, with your eyes pinned itching and twitching your nerves nodding through layers of sand bludgeon the god you serve and there she goes I'm sure she knows about her soiled clothes and when I quit, I'm never going back you know