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Originally posted by Shape Shifter
You could have added a little to your previous post, you know, to make it more interesting.
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Buenos noches, Crazy Lou, back in da' house. Still nursing a hangover from last night, which has been exascerbated by today's shitty day. Things didn’t start so bad, as my beershit plan from yesterday was a success, but around 11:00 the whole day went into the proverbial shitter. My Ex-GF called me. Collect. Nice, as Firm policy mandates no collect calls. On the other hand I would have liked to talk to her and tell her that I have nailed exactly 27 chicks since the break-up and that she is a worthless piece of dysfunctional booze n’ pill addicted crap and that she can fuck off forever. But she called collect. Such is life.
So the workday ruined, I decided to get drunk at lunch and ended up back at my pad at 4:00 and I encountered the local homeless guy on my stoop. He accosts me with a request for a dollar and after I tell him no, he tells me to come to curb and check something out. Its my neighbor’s new Audi A4. The bum points to the bumper and says "know what that is" It looks like hairgel, so I say, “hairgel” and he says, no, “cum”. Apparently the bum stole the Hustler magazine out of my mailbox and got so horny that he rubbed one out on my neighbor’s car. Sick fuck!
So that’s my day. I’m thinking I will have to get more drunk tonight. I have an 8:00 dinner at the Lucky Dish. Then. Who knows.
later.
