Jp’s fantastical S-a-tur-day NIGHT!

Tired as a mofo with a touch of stomach queezies, driving into Lincoln Park to meet people in a bar I hate full of people I hate in an area that I can’t stand. I get to the bar and meet the girl. Tell her I’m sick and heading out. Walk out of the bar and puke between bars. Bouncer says, “Hey man, don’t puke outside my bar.” I reply, “I just did, Brutus. Fuck off.” got in my car and came back home.

:’(