I threatened a nigger with the same thing when I was in Poughkeepsie New York years ago. He came up to me and was trying to shake me down for something and I said get the fuck back or I'll spray you with gasoline. That was enough to send it away. Then I went inside the gas station and asked the attendant to call the police on it but the guy just told me oh he does that a lot. Fucking Poughkeepsie New York.
I met the Devil in Poughkeepsie, New York. He took a seat right beside me at the end of the bar. He said I looked familiar, had we met sometime before?
Yeah, I drank with the Devil in Poughkeepsie, New York. And I confessed I hadn't prayed to God since nineteen-eighty-eight, he said, "oh kid, you should try again you know, before it's too late."
I asked him where my soul would go if I just dropped dead today, he smiled and said "Oh, you've got some good friends waiting for you at the gates." Hallelujah! O', Hallelujah! He said, "Just say the word and I'll give you fame and fancy whores, or would you rather die a simple man, just honest and poor?"
I said, "Well now I know who my real friends are and I can't ask for much more." I thanked the Devil for my drinks and made my way for the door. Hallelujah! O', Hallelujah
My Poughkeepsie experience was nowhere near as exciting as yours. Mostly ate psychedelics and smoked a ton of pot and got a ton of handjobs from sorority chicks.
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