The Smokehouse of Iron Smoke Break
This fella pulled that tank out to the curb. A whole pack of Reds were ready. The air was thick with the smell of diesel and cheap cigarettes. Mike lit up, took a long puff, and let out a cloudthat serpent's breath. He sat back on his pickup, watching the world go by. wagging its tail A few cars Tyson E-Cigs: Victory Blend Prepare to enter