I was raised with a backhand—yes, sir and no, ma'am. Crush every problem with a cold can. Yeah, I learned a lotta lessons. Put your money where your mouth is.
An opportunity to have reminded everyone, that time holds no bounds on your desires—that they reach far beyond anything that even the cosmos can withhold.
As long as there’s a little dust on my boots, breath in my lungs, and a tick in my heart—the hunt rolls on. Onto the next.