I didn't post the original video because there was young children involved in the video. I wasn't alone getting the gal back to the trailer park. My buddy drove her "hot" car, I followed to get him back to his bartender girlyfriend. We were both men. Thank God he was there, I would've never been able to figure out her fancy phone to call her mother.
About a week later after one of the worst snowstorms in recent memory, I went back to the dive-bar about one mile due east of my joint, after I'd run my big-boy snow blower clearing out my drive, sidewalk and alley to get to the "main" road, I went back to the dive bar.
Guess who was there. Esso's dead bird. Apparently, her mother's trailer park had better snow plowing ability than the City of Fort Wayne.
Of course Angela and her BF John was there at Spudz. They figured they'd do me a favor...
Crap, my typing stump is tired. Maybe I'll tell you the rest later. Don't get too excited, it's not sexy, more like a NASCAR race crossed with an episode of "Cops."
The light that burns twice as bright, burns half as long. - Dr. Eldon Tyrell
Godfrey Smith: Mike, I wouldn't worry. Prosperity is just around the corner. Mike Flaherty: Yeah, it's been there a long time. I wish I knew which corner. My Man Godfrey (1936)
I'm just f**cking sick of all these paternity lawsuits, right?
I am not one of those weak-spirited, sappy Americans who want to be liked by all the people around them. I dont care if people hate my guts; I assume most of them do. The important question is whether they are in a position to do anything about it. My affections, being concentrated over a few people, are not spread all over Hell in a vile attempt to placate sulky, worthless shits. - William S Burroughs