Glass splatters through the air, and blood oozes out of my leg.
Maybe that was stupid, trying to swack a glass bottle on a tree in order to get the rusty cap off. But, oh, well, you live and...probably don't learn.
Tip-toein' through rusty old cans and broken glass, barefoot. I don't have a decent pair of sandals, so why not go barefoot everywhere?
I keep passin' this dead deer hoof. I finally picked it up. maybe it'll make a good necklace or somthin'.
Drivin' down the innerstate with my windows open in 99 degree weather even though I definitely have AC. Hey, the breeze feels nice.
They forgot napkins, Oh, well, we use our clothes.
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