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It's just another Saturday night hanging out at DBA, all I'm in for is whiskey and a bunch of pints. I have a drink or two or three and I fee like I'm on TV, because some chic across the bar is giving me the evil eye. I make a move to see what's up and bump right into some dumb jock, the guy gets pissed off and throws his drink right in my face. Well he started it, but I'll finish, yet first I had another Guinness. Fighting's such a boring thing, I gave it up I always win. Another guy, another day, talked my ear off, I just didn't want to smell his breath. He liked my work, I understand when he said "I love you man". I can't have a minute to go take a piss. Then the xxxxer asks me if I'm saved and do I walk with God each day. No way man, I have always been down with sin. He tells me God loves all of us as I walk out of the bar, because God just told me I was gonna get my xxxx sucked. More to come.............
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