When I die I want “he’s gone (live at uptown theater- Chicago 2/26/81) played at my funeral all 22 minutes and 56 seconds of it and nobody better leave followed by sing me back home (Olympia theater Paris 5/4/72) that’s when you can leave
The lady that has made my welding caps for the last 14 years the only hats I’ve worn religiously my entire career has retired. She never let me down and always took care of me even made my boys baby hats and blankets she was more than a hat lady she was my pal Donnie. Thank you
Blueface’s baby looking for food and only being able to scrounge up three Slim Jims from an empty pantry is sad as hell. They got strippers in the living room and are trying to push him to watch them. He’s HUNGRY! Nobody is on the stove. Where is the damn food for the child?!