It was for cripples, so they could go to camp.
They invited the boss and covered his $100 ticket. the boss gave the ticket to me.
i took full advantage of it.
full. advantage.
today i have mild hangover. hauling my groggy arse in to work reminded me of our time together in ottawa, when the days i went to work sober were few and only the grace of the lunchtime car nap kept me semi-sensical. those were the days, etc., etc.
dreaming of your dad's balls,
spank! spank!