1) I'm tired of hearing about peoples' relationship troubles. Why come to me? The fuck? If I wanted to hear about it I'd ask. Fuck. What do you want me to do? Beat them up? Knock there teeth out? Is that all I am? A senseless sponge here to soak up your owes or some kind of mindless thug you think is gonna fix your problems
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Bartending makes my feel funny. The money is great, but its like I have no base line of performance to go by. Noone is telling me if I'm doing a good job or bad, but it is Toad's, if you're not getting yelled at you're doing ok
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No more Ipod, wallet, Harley, xbox360, money, people, or salvation. All things I've lost or had stolen in the last 2 months. Whats left
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I met some guy in a parking lot so I could trade him my bike for a Cadillac CTS. When I got the car some how I can a Barbed Hieradule, Harridon and a Flying Tyrant that I put in the back seat. Then I was down at Fair Haven days where I met this black family and drove them to McDonalds. On the way to the one in Branford we were stoped by a speeding
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