The Smokehouse of Iron Smoke Break
He pulled that tank out to the curb. A of Reds were stashed in his pocket. The air was thick with the aroma of diesel and cheap cigarettes. Old Man Iron lit up, took a long puff, and let out a cloudthat serpent's breath. He sat back on his pickup, watching the world go by. just sniffing the air A few cars Tyson Vape: Knockout Flavor Prepare