IRON MIKE'S BREAK TIME

This fella pulled that tank out to the curb. A whole pack of Chesterfields were ready. The air was thick with the smell of diesel and stale cigarettes. Iron Mike lit up, took a long drag, and let out a clouda plume. He leaned back on his pickup, watching the highway go by. barking at a squirrel A few cars Tyson Vape: Knockout Flavor Prepare