The Deuce Goose

when shit happens, it usually happens in my mouth

8.1.2003

I was out of town all week at a conference. Invariably, at night I would end up with several men in their late 40s or 50s who couldn't hold their liquor. Those fucking assholes. I mean, Jesus, go out and drink once in a while so you don't make a complete ass out of yourself in front of a bunch of fucking strangers. But no, these shits brought me down with them. Make me look like a fucking douche will you? I should have have beat the ever loving shit out of a couple of them to let everyone know what's up. Idiots....