there are roses hanging from the mini-blinds, and i can't open half of these shit-ass windows,fishing poles and it always smells like don's dad's house, how the fuck can you eat on $6 worth of chinese food 8 times? jay's house, basement, gas smell. there is a tire in the tree and the grass always needs mowed, junker is down here practicing with 99 fucking bananas,basement office nook and a stolen punkrocknight award, and i must be getting old 'cause i'm afraid his music is just too darn loud. gas smell, basement, jay’s house bare fridge, dead wires, broke strings.