The grill, that is. I just sent the maid to Piggly Wiggly for a score of their finest New York strip steaks, and I don’t plan on sleeping ’til at least half of them are resting in my belly. Comfortably… Read More ›
Heh. Heh heh. That’s three nights in a row I’ve crapped in my neighbor’s lawn.
Me + Saturday Night + 5 Vietnamese Whores = A very relaxed Sunday morning. As soon as I get all these whores out of here, that is.