it was at my brothers funeral...sept. 1986...when we got to the club house...one of the motor bike gang intergalactic travelers put on "prime prine" ...( a greatest hits album )...so there i was...drinking " bailies irish cream "...GOING THROUGH MY VEINS LIKE SPERM THROUGH A HOOKERS MOUTH..... COMPLETELY FUCKED UP ON THIS WONDERFUL MUSIC...then some crazy looking hard ass turns to me and says..." only the good die young"...i didn't say a fucking word...but what i was thinking was..."maybe so...but what in fuck does that have to do with my brother ??? "
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