Sunday, February 24, 2008

Roy Dean

My grandfather died this morning. Much weed was smoked...no poems were written

1 comment:

  1. much love n respect. if u think u can touch my family. look how half or fucking world will be there 2 see him be put to rest.
    we aint diddy's were DEAN's but ur still rockin wit the best.

    MRS. KONGRESS

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