Today on my trip to Palomas

I was walking down Washington Blvd towards Paloma's when what did my eyes see? It was a pair of girls who couldn't be more than 15 trying to proposition me for sex. What ever could I do? So, I did what any normal person my young age would do and take them up on it. We romped and rolled and did the things naughty grown ups do in the Burger King bathroom until the police came and knocked the door down. Reluctantly, I was not charged for renting a prostitute and neither did they but they were charged with statutory rape because they're like 8 years older than me. WHEE the cops bought me a Burger King Octstacker. It's like, 8 pieces of meat, bacon, cheese, ketchup, and heroin. Normally, in most Burger Kings, they don't include the heroin but like everything in that area of town by Palomas, heroin is like parmesan cheese; yummy and plentiful.... so what if it's really Calgon? Anyway, after my altered state of meaty hallucination-filled reality returned to it's normal state of confusion, I staggered my way to Palomas so that I may have a place to sleep. Luckily, the front door was propped and I made my way inside the empty bar to sleep. I mean, you'd think at 8pm that they would have a sign that says open or something and have a bar full of people, heck, a sign that has the name of the bar.... oh well, it makes me sleepy to think about it. Before I sleepy sleep sleep I will reset the unsecured firewall and make it distribute malicious software. *YAWN* Goodnight <3