The Smokehouse of Iron Smoke Break
This fella pulled that tank out to the curb. One 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 tyson tobacco vape a long puff, and let out a clouda plume. He sat back on his pickup, watching the world go by. barking at a squirrel A few cars Tyson E-Cigs: Victor