Grandma’s drug lab

Met to crochet work as every day , three old women in their past lives they failed, back pain that would
take them to the grave, a clandestine meth lab home was their hideaway. Due to drugs rotten teeth
widely spaced dentures and prosthetics paid layaway, depleted neighborhood had no money to pay
and like rabid dogs finally lost his trail. There is no stuff for hookah. The remainder now runs through
their veins. They have drunk all the vodka Binge still has not reached their brains. Charlie Sheen is
his pusher today. In his new Kingdom. Living making loans. Health Resort to freedom. And millions
under bricks. Now pay youngsters for their nights of fantasy and perversion birthday boys were from
the Colombian mafia and stole everything as a simple game. Charlie burned Bonzo and burst into
flames. In his new Kingdom. Living making loans. Health Resort to freedom. And millions under bricks


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