𝑃𝑖𝑛𝑒𝑦 𝑊𝑖𝑛𝑠𝑡𝑜𝑛 𝑂𝑟𝑖𝑔𝑖𝑛𝑎𝑙 𝟿 𝑆𝑖𝑛𝑔𝑙𝑒-𝑆ℎ𝑖𝑝 𝟸𝟷+ “𝑁𝑒𝑥𝑡 𝑡𝑖𝑚𝑒 𝑤𝑜𝑟𝑘 𝑜𝑛 𝑦𝑜𝑢𝑟 𝑠𝑡𝑒𝑎𝑙𝑡ℎ 𝑠𝑘𝑖𝑙𝑙𝑠.”

“Either I fuckin died and went to some kind of purgatory or I saw Jax The walking dead Teller in the flesh… I told my wife I needed to stop taking those meds… Hallucinating apparently.”

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He ordered them both drinks, He always got his usual the tall glass of beer. “I’ve missed you my boy. How are you doing?”

Of course the club ways hadn’t changed but it was enough to melt his heart and make him feel relief. All the new kin… the parties to be planned. It would be great. He sat down next to his son chuckling. “Never thought I’d see the day this place became vibrant again.”

Piney had visited his son @BeardedNBurly for the first time in a long time. He had retired the jacket and stayed at the cabin for a while. He missed his gran kids… his son… the family. He came back to see how big it had grown and how much everyone had changed.

He sat on the bar reading the newspaper sipping on the same old tall beer he always drank. He hummed softly thumbing over the pages circling things in the paper.

“Now where the hell are all my gran kids and kids… Hopefully not in anymore trouble.”

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“I’m gonna stick around for a while… miss some faces.” He sighed rubbing his thumb against the glass. “I hope you bring him back to his senses… Don’t need him getting himself killed.”

He slid a whiskey on the rocks. It was strong enough to dull pin with a tolerable flavor. “You sure? Look a little worse for wear. I remember when Mary re arranged this one crow eaters face. Hit her with a frying pan.” He sighed smiling softly. “Those were the good old days.”

“If Opie knows whats good for him he wont go around Ima-Whore ever again… Or I’ll have to set him straight again.”

“Told Jax to stop peddling the drug route… Got cracked out rats running around the clubhouse and tweaked out whores on the bar.”

// Just made Piney to lose him in rl. Rip my beautiful man

Is that a Tig I see? Ain’t dead from aids yet?

“Losing control of your puppy Telford?”

If I’m honest I always thought my kid would end up like someone like Chibs old lady. Covertly psychotic.

Tall glass of beer couple shots.

He’s dressing like he always does. A grumpy ass old man for Halloween.