victorian

ahh the sweet joys of the masedonian club
never in one place have i seen so many women that are soo well endowed, all look like geneva and are complete and total gypsies. man i had to hide the nails with which our lord was um... nailed to the cross from those crazy girls. For the first time in a long time i devoted the evening to bacchus and yet still could draw. Three drinks was ALL that it took to snooker the fuck out of me. I weigh 220, you would think i would have more tolerance to the nectar of dionysis, but nooooooo three drinks and this fella is on the floor, hailing St John. The dancing was awersome and soo wuz the company. My friend Vanessa(whos a suicide girl but does not know it, she looks like a vampire) kept running over to me everytime a turkish man of great wealth (and girth according to him) tried to marry the poor thing on the spot. I sketched the night away and met a tri-lingual bosnian named Anita who was curvy and of legal age, she was a bit attractive i could say, but judging from my humble scribbles done with a ball point pen on ink jet paper, you shall be the judge!!!

peace you crazy suicide doggs