All we do is sleep, and eat and lay around and make love. We're like slugs. Slug-love, I call it. — Charles Bukowski, Women
All we do is sleep, and eat and lay around and make love. We're like slugs. Slug-love, I call it. — Charles Bukowski, Women
All we do is sleep, and eat and lay around and make love. We're like slugs. Slug-love, I call it. — Charles Bukowski, Women
All we do is sleep, and eat and lay around and make love. We're like slugs. Slug-love, I call it. — Charles Bukowski, Women
All we do is sleep, and eat and lay around and make love. We're like slugs. Slug-love, I call it. — Charles Bukowski, Women
All we do is sleep, and eat and lay around and make love. We're like slugs. Slug-love, I call it. — Charles Bukowski, Women
All we do is sleep, and eat and lay around and make love. We're like slugs. Slug-love, I call it. — Charles Bukowski, Women
All we do is sleep, and eat and lay around and make love. We're like slugs. Slug-love, I call it. — Charles Bukowski, Women
All we do is sleep, and eat and lay around and make love. We're like slugs. Slug-love, I call it. — Charles Bukowski, Women
All we do is sleep, and eat and lay around and make love. We're like slugs. Slug-love, I call it. — Charles Bukowski, Women
All we do is sleep, and eat and lay around and make love. We're like slugs. Slug-love, I call it. — Charles Bukowski, Women
All we do is sleep, and eat and lay around and make love. We're like slugs. Slug-love, I call it. — Charles Bukowski, Women
All we do is sleep, and eat and lay around and make love. We're like slugs. Slug-love, I call it. — Charles Bukowski, Women
All we do is sleep, and eat and lay around and make love. We're like slugs. Slug-love, I call it. — Charles Bukowski, Women
All we do is sleep, and eat and lay around and make love. We're like slugs. Slug-love, I call it. — Charles Bukowski, Women
All we do is sleep, and eat and lay around and make love. We're like slugs. Slug-love, I call it. — Charles Bukowski, Women
All we do is sleep, and eat and lay around and make love. We're like slugs. Slug-love, I call it. — Charles Bukowski, Women
All we do is sleep, and eat and lay around and make love. We're like slugs. Slug-love, I call it. — Charles Bukowski, Women
All we do is sleep, and eat and lay around and make love. We're like slugs. Slug-love, I call it. — Charles Bukowski, Women
All we do is sleep, and eat and lay around and make love. We're like slugs. Slug-love, I call it. — Charles Bukowski, Women
All we do is sleep, and eat and lay around and make love. We're like slugs. Slug-love, I call it. — Charles Bukowski, Women
All we do is sleep, and eat and lay around and make love. We're like slugs. Slug-love, I call it. — Charles Bukowski, Women
All we do is sleep, and eat and lay around and make love. We're like slugs. Slug-love, I call it. — Charles Bukowski, Women
All we do is sleep, and eat and lay around and make love. We're like slugs. Slug-love, I call it. — Charles Bukowski, Women
All we do is sleep, and eat and lay around and make love. We're like slugs. Slug-love, I call it. — Charles Bukowski, Women
All we do is sleep, and eat and lay around and make love. We're like slugs. Slug-love, I call it. — Charles Bukowski, Women
All we do is sleep, and eat and lay around and make love. We're like slugs. Slug-love, I call it. — Charles Bukowski, Women
All we do is sleep, and eat and lay around and make love. We're like slugs. Slug-love, I call it. — Charles Bukowski, Women
All we do is sleep, and eat and lay around and make love. We're like slugs. Slug-love, I call it. — Charles Bukowski, Women
All we do is sleep, and eat and lay around and make love. We're like slugs. Slug-love, I call it. — Charles Bukowski, Women
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All we do is sleep, and eat and lay around and make love. We're like slugs. Slug-love, I call it.

— Charles Bukowski, Women
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