April 10, 2006

• Last week when I walked Angela home, there were puddles of blood all
  over the sidewalk for about a block. At the end of the bloody trail a
  couple cop cars were parked outside of a trashy bar for bums. Some ugly
  broad wearing a blood drenched sweater was getting cuffed by the cops.
  One of the bar’s windows were smashed in. Anyone can only imagine what
  happened, but really, truthfully, what happened?

  Warning: Do NOT play the game below, it’s too addictive.

  • 12:08 am
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