tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30520998483118783072012-02-16T14:10:19.432-08:00Aaronhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16045638979666778150noreply@blogger.comBlogger31100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3052099848311878307.post-80637518426370690762009-08-14T09:43:00.000-07:002009-08-14T09:48:05.231-07:00It's not Mexican.<br />Your gut will rot from fourth meal.<br />That little dog lies.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3052099848311878307-8063751842637069076?l=trytohaiku.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Aaronhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16045638979666778150noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3052099848311878307.post-55545943238984187982009-08-13T18:44:00.000-07:002009-08-13T18:47:27.585-07:00Shots go down bitter.<br />Savor it on tongue and throat.<br />Jameson sweetness.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3052099848311878307-5554594323898418798?l=trytohaiku.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Aaronhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16045638979666778150noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3052099848311878307.post-88685687682741351762009-08-13T10:23:00.000-07:002009-08-13T10:30:44.021-07:00I love the freedom.<br />I crave the touch of a girl.<br />Stuck between two worlds.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3052099848311878307-8868568768274135176?l=trytohaiku.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Aaronhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16045638979666778150noreply@blogger.com0