I was 12 minutes late to this week's band concert, due to traffic and the exceptional farness it was from my house. I gave myself 45 minutes to get there, but it was not to be. Then I had to acquire a parking pass and run it back to my car, and my candies aren't exactly for running in, so I ran barefoot on pavement. And my feet have forgiven me.
We played the above-quoted song, which made me curious as to what it's about -- either a failed relationship, or hashish.
We played the above-quoted song, which made me curious as to what it's about -- either a failed relationship, or hashish.