Love the nights at the bar with my favorite ladies.
Good times, sweet brews, many shots, and sent Drizz Nasty out with many bangs.
Better come back alive, fucker... or I'll poop on your corpse in Arlington national cemetary.

Scarlett, you rowdy bitch, downed those Jagers like a pro, and those damn nachos were on point.
That bottle of hot sauces is gonna serve me well.
You should bring Edea next time.
She's so tiny.

Fun times all around.
H.C. should join this site with a quickness.

Oh by the way, Tragedie Ann show at the Webster Tuesday next. Buy tickets now, whores. Only $12.00 of your cheaply earned drug-dealer cash. You can do it. Support the angry bald man whose basement in which I reside!