jones-friend:
Its the year 2070. Curse words as we know them no longer carry the same weight. You sit down in front of your visual propaganda machine and switch it on. A man’s voice booms in your home:NOTHING FUCKS LIKE A FORD
Its the year 2070. Curse words as we know them no longer carry the same weight. You sit down in front of your visual propaganda machine and switch it on. A man’s voice booms in your home: