Reviewed by wolcen on Tue, 07/10/2012 - 19:56
Review of
In the unforgiving truth of sunlight, you can see the slime trail left behind the night before by a mammoth slug of filth, embalming every monad with bro putrescence and skank juice. It won't be cleaned, merely further encrusted the coming night. A coral reef of sick.
The outside booths are all right.
- 388 reads
- 0 comments