I was so prepared To write about all the fun I had last night. About all the drunkenness and debauchery, and how I'm miserably hung over but so entirely content with it.
But I'm not going to do that this time. All I have to say today is:
Just let me find out the mother fuckers who egged my store.
But I'm not going to do that this time. All I have to say today is:
Just let me find out the mother fuckers who egged my store.
helm:
Eggs are yucky.