Je suis tombé

Now Introducing: The Micropod! Because 75 dollars a barrel hasn't broken you, yet. Obrador! Calderon! Bend over either way, cabras and cabrons alike. Putin kissed me, on the belly. Bush calling, for diplomacy. Back on the dope at 60? What an epic fucking partier you always were man, you always were. They just want some attention. Oh god, is your nose bleeding? Atlantic City has been dead, I know because I've been there and also grew up next to the tracks, and they both have that same dead cat smell; but I still love (most of) New Jersey, and the sounds of trains in the night. So I always will.