Damn. Last night was one of those times that you really needed to have without realizing that you really needed to have it. Haven't danced like that in a good month or so, and it was a sorely needed chance to vent a bit of the stress nestled inside of the Ben Kenny mainframe. Then I had cheese fries!
I am still waiting for word on a few of the potential second jobs. Hopefully I'll have something tangible by the end of the week.
This pretty much made my day.
The hooded sweatshirt is possibly man's perfect clothing creation. Or maybe it's lingerie combined with hips and tits?
Oh shit. Gotta get to work.
I don't understand the appeal of the place, but it's good.-BK
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