“i ain't your fuckin errand boy.” he flips the menu over, lookin for the drinks. can't have a beer, he's drivin. it doesn't usually stop him from havin a few but he's got extra special cargo today (princess lola king), and her daddy would fuck chris lee up if he found out. “anyway it's table service, dumbass. grud's comin over in a sec,” he clicks his tongue against the roof of his mouth, “ugh. i'd get a dr. pepper but doc makes me piss like a fuckin racehorse.”

im okay!! i had a possible absence seizure yesterday and went to the er and everything but im okay!!! if it happens again ill go back to the emergency room but im doing fine now! thanks for asking!!