Zorro sez..

..ride your bike, muddafugga!
I dream of a hard and brutal mysticism in which the naked self merges with a non-human world and yet somehow survives still intact, individual, separate. Paradox and bedrock.
Zorro sez..

..ride your bike, muddafugga!
I don’t know – I kind of think he wants you to grow a mustache just like his…yeah – pretty sure that’s what he’s actually saying.
Loved Zorro as a kid.That ‘stach would be nicer than those furry chops!
Would make my face look fat.
Want to carpool again?
Yep. :)
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