Before I get started, I just wanna say how much Bradley, the late singer of Sublime, meant to me. See, on my stomach, I got a tattoo of his face. I told the dude at Sid’s I wanted the Bradley tattoo, meaning the one Bradley had. But I just roll with it, you know? “Life is too short,” and all that.
Anyway, I wrote this poem, inspired by Bradley. It goes like:
Smoke two joints/
Why stop there?
Oh, you know what? I did stop there, actually. I grabbed the wrong paper when I left.
Anyway, I love you Bradley.
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Title by: Anonymous
Story by: Nick
Illustration by: Jeremy
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were you high when you wrote this?