ratbastard

I need to finish my left sleeve... It's been outlined for a year now, but "real life" has been a bit of a bitch since the wedding, so it could be a while...

I talked to the bar Manager from LaPaz on saturday night.. He's an old friend, so it was good to hear his voice. Other than Jen and Mike Long, I haven't been in any contact with those guys... Kind of miss my little kitchen droogies, but hey, I'm sure my name doesn't create too many smiles there these days. Mike seems to be keeping the evil heritage alive in my absence. He was a good minion. Someday people will work for him and hate his guts.
I taught the boy well.

Lee brought me up to date on the place since I told them to fuck off and walked out.. He didn't tell me anything that made me regret it at all. He and I have always been two of the few people there that could keep our mouths shut about our conversations, so out of respect for that, I'll have to keep the details to a minimum.

Anyone still working there should run for the hills. That place will be Grahams dumb ass standing in a crater my himself in a year. If you think he wouldn't throw your ass to the wolves for a dollar, think again....

Fuck me, I'm an asshole, but look what they did to Liz... Hell, they LIKED her and left her out in the cold. Cocksuckers.

Bottom line... You fuck with my wife, and I'll fucking END you. There is no negotiation. Even if I have to eat Ramen for a while, so be it. It's worth it to know I'll never put another dime in the son of a bitchs pocket again.