It's time for me to wallow in the company of my peers: unsavoury negroes. Loose women. Low men from the unplumbed profundities of the internet. Gotta problem widdit? Sod off! Already the crabby old seniors over at the Treehouse are bitching and whining. Uncle Bob, Quartermain and Grampa Simpson are complaining about the noise!
Turn it down!!! We're trying to watch Matlock!
First up the old man's nylons is Tobacco Road!
The seedy Nashville Teens. Kids gone terribly wrong.
Chrissy Hines has politics that line up with Barkie Obutthole's. Today, she's as sleazy as he is but at least she can sing.
Time hasn't been kind to Chrissy - but like all the scum at Filthie's Speakeasy -
she didn't deserve mercy... But at one time - she was a smoking hot woman.
And so, here we are. The long weekend almost over, everyone eight sheets to the wind, with
some of us already vomiting proudly into the gutter as we finish off the night.
The old men over at the Treehouse will be laughing their asses off at us
Hope y'all had a great weekend, all! I'm on vacation so I think I'll have another one or two - in a dirty glass!