So how's my life gonna be? Blood, sweat, tears or martinis? I guess it depends on what kind of martini you want. No dry vermouth.... I want the tears. Give me that top shelf "Ive been bustin my ass grindin all day and night cuz I love what I do" sweat... Stir gently as to not bruise the sweat cuz you can't put a fuckin price on it. Oh, and I'll have that up with 3 dashes of blood for the family. Cheers.
off.that.life.shit.
peace.
d.mottola
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