I realized that the name of the ashtrays around my
building would make a perfect Jimmy Buffet song
... the are called Smoker's Oasis
, how perfect
Smokin' oasis, the liquor's gone tasteless, my friends in low places set their ships to the wind. Fishin' for wishes, & wishin' for fishes, i inhale with big sales, blow out & grin.
Sunday, November 23, 2008
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