Yes, my friends at the place I never write about, cause, it's trite, and silly. However, these motherfuckers are my friends. So, Yes!. I do want to see the tree. I want it to be as magical as you say it will be. Well, … it is a bit magical, after all. Spin, twirl yourself around and just accept that, Yes, you are in a minivan, with all of your co-workers, plus the new busser: RACHA. Smoke. Take sips off the baby. I mean, Put the flask to your lips, tilt you head back, and get some. Don't be a bitch. Just open your throat and swallow.…
Sway through the crowd to a n empty space.
That's what went down. Mostly. She did arrive. Proposition me. Dance just enough. Then, oh shit.
Really?
21!
I win.
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