MIKE'S IRON BREAK TIME

This fella pulled that tank out to the curb. One of Chesterfields were waiting. The air was thick with the smell of diesel and burnt cigarettes. Old Man Iron lit up, took a long drag, and let out a clouda plume. He leaned back on his pickup, watching the world go by. walked by rolled on down the road Tyson E-Cigs: Victory Blend Prepare to