I could go on, but I have a lot of cleaning to do. Suffice it to say that shit was real dirty up in here….the truth is, I don’t like any of you enough to want to come back to xxx Bar at 9 o’clock at night to stare at your blissfully ignorant faces and tell you how incompetent you are. I’d much rather spend my nights at home, assembling baby furniture in a fog of bourbon.