In the democracy of the dead all men are at last equal. There is neither rank nor station nor prerogative in the republic of the grave.
stand in awe of what has grown. for this behemoth has surpassed all expectations and is now bigger than ever. it's mouth foams with blood and brew. it's eyes wide and bloodshot. it's pupils are filled with the purest of snow from around the globe. it treks in all forms. via honda. via volvo. via monster truck. and once it crashes into your life. it will wreck you. this devilishly affluent fleet whose components are what compose a beastly brute of unquenchable desire can only be Drunk as Fuck D.A.F.
...is my life.
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MOTHER.DUD.PINEZ.IAN KILMISTER.