GAMBAR RAJAH

Eat drink and be merry, because tomorrow you'll die. Eat drink and be merry, because tomorrow you'll die. Because we trippin billies.

"The heaven for wife is underneath the foot of her husband. The heaven for husband is underneath the foot of his mother." I would like to tell you a story. There was this woman, married , blessed with 3 boys. 3 bundles of joy perhaps? Working full time at a press company, she decided to work full time as a housewife. "Parents should raise their kids", a principle she still holds. It was an easy life, husband gets good money, 3 boys tearing up the house, very manly mother because the 3 boys should grow up a man not male. The law of being fair dictates that it is not always raining gold and candy. Money is no longer at the tip of finger. 2 of the boys already able to make it on their own . Barely though. Leaving the youngest. The mother would do anything to make sure her boys gets good education, decided to work. She even considered working at a condom factory. Of course all the boys said a big no. Theres nothing wrong working there, but no. 8 years of baking...

Olympus Trip 35

Things were bob marley trippy When your feet separated from the sea bed you lost touch from reality. Things were jimi hendrix crazy You showered from his rays of epicness Streamed down all along the watchtower. Things were normal as reality Like hearing colours made you happy Like seeing music made you trippy.