chapter 5 - all things hunter
the group is yet melded then a sopie b hawkins take the stage with her janis joplin kurt cobain look going on but she lost all hope when she put my look down what no drugs for you ? with a look of an aging hippy u need some.. putting that aside i still dance too her vibes very freaky man she looks like she is on drugs pulling off clothes bathing in blood tori amos without a fucking piano thats why i havent heard from her latelyafter she leaves i go for another drink and too sign up to this wonderful contest i walk up too an empty booth god damn early again i need to stop this i wait reading the free times but the group is getting rowdy there like nixon without his morning enema from agnew i was sweating but releif came damn another nixon enema reference... they stick a number on me like a jew at nazi camp and im off to more alchol i see my friends in line and i wave to find my partner lost our spot "damnt man my spirit was there! lets go get it refilled" and we buy some more beers man low cash so just coors light for me we come back and regroup i talk to the lady in blue and blonde hair she said she was a lush and soon enough she will be in part i give her props commitmnet to character! i talk too them all even too the tranny hes got some kahonas wearing that dress with those shoes even after labor day but the rebel with the red dress on didnt care soon after we went to grease up some aliens but was cut short by the second act...