5 but who's counting. This summer must be killing you. Everyone smilin but you and grumpy Tiger. Classic summer morning 58⁰ into the low 80s. Lock it up and in.
Tic toc never the Glock just some nuts and a COCThen I step through the fog and I creep through the smog'Cause I'm Snoop Doggy (Who?) Doggy (What?) Doggy (Dog)