the equestrians of room 239

so, still broke down in Albuquerque. my ass is starting to hate me. b-minuses and buffalo wangs make for a shitty morning...no shit.

well, my next door neighbors in room 239 are not coming out of the stable today due to a severe bangover. it all started last night when i heard what may have been seabiscut racing her last race. this girls pant could have blown down a small building. then the screaming started, i wanted to give the champion who was delivering those goods a hi-5. he was breaking that shit like christmas lights in 73'. you know how all hotel headboards now are bolted to the wall? well, that means it can't slam against the wall right? doode, they musta been slayin it out on top of the entertainment center or something cuz i think a cinder block got knocked outta place and came though the wall. this is not an exaggeration, its a description. they were f'in it up over there. and, it went like 3 or 4 times. i'm claiming blue diamonds for sure. you know how those horse trainers roll. get the runners on the drugs.

this is what america is fighting for..freedom to ride! ahoooooo!