Living on Tulsa Time
9/13 '15


My friend James drove all the way the hell down from Brooklyn to play in a half-empty bar. He's playing his ass off. A bunch of dumb drunk bitches just showed up. One of them is giving him a look of pure disgust. She's blonde, with elfin looks, and I want to rip her hair out by its ugly dark roots and feed it to her.
There's a play in this and I don't know what it is.
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I'm sorry we couldn't be there, but two weddings. I hope it was a fun show other than the annoying drunk bitches. (Ugh. I hate everybody.)