It was suppose to be just one day, but every year is the same. It’s either 1 week, either all summer. I never stop, I got my motor running and I ain’t going back until the heat is taken by the cold. After years of doing this over and over again, I got my shield on and there’s nothing strong enough to penetrate it. In the alcohol steam everything is fun, everything except for the next day, and boy!! there is always the next day ).

I had a good time, it was as always too much, but never enough.

I got my boys, I got my girls, I’m just waiting for colour to come back in my life

Happy B-day to me!!