An old man dies. A young girl lives. It's a fair trade.

There's no settling down. It's going to be blood for blood and by the gallons. It's the old days. The bad days. The all-or-nothing days. They're back.

That's the thing with dames, sometimes all they gotta do is let it out and a few buckets later there's no way you'd know.


  1. hear hear gurlfriend.

    take me to the princess tent.

  2. i had this image of like let the right one in where that guy was hangin from the tree draining by the gallons