BIKES, BOOZE & BLOOD

Brandy and beer fall from palm trees to smash plates of inihaw na baboy with a Vietnamese Nocebo treatment, the holy Furie unleashed in Flemish roads as the Irish spy feed holy Broken Horses with The Scent of Burning Grass from Uruguay where the Feast of the Paschal Lamb was commanded to be celebrated in Korean amidst the Noise of pouring whiskey and pickling kinilaw na bangus, warm beer and canned tuna crucified for A Twelve Year Night at the Mexican border, Parasites mourning a Spanish river of tiim na bibe and extra strong beer because I Don't Feel at Home in this World Anymore except with Ruth, the resurrected perfect BBW who dine on brandy and sisig at the ruins of the Quang Tri citadel when 25-27 was called.