If The Rapture is going to happen tomorrow, this could very well be my last post. Fuck, who am I kidding? I’ll still be here with the rest of you sinners … looting and having sex in hot tubs. If only Southeast Christian owned a bar … we’d all have to go there Saturday night, and when the good people get sucked up to heaven, we could take over the bar! Free Jagerbombs for everyone!
My closing sentiments for what could possibly be the last day of Earth: Eat a dick!
Monday rush hour should be easier, but parking downtown will still suck — none of the Meter Bitches will be gone.