i was down there with my left shoulder when he told me something wierd. we were burnin a green burrito and he told me that the masked skunk takes all the chances, the masked skunk likes to play the tourist, tasting and changing the holes it liked most. the meal it's fine but isn't good enough, it may be good but not the same anywhere. i just told him i was tired of the cows, the skunks, the crap, the cheap stuff and i believed in a miracle, i just gotta think the same for a long time. he may have though that he should give me some nice words that crowly nite, but before of everything i interrupted him and told him that it was just fine, we didn't learn somethin new, it just happens, we just laugh about it and that's it, the train has passed in a good way.
so while the masked skunk make its way, we are buildin another green burrito..
