Ok, I am back in So Cal...Flying back out here, I fell asleep and had a nightmare. Holly issued a public statement that she was torn between returning to Luke's Filthy hovel, or taking a chance on a cripple with lots of liquidity and a death wish or two. She said the deciding factor would be an IQ test, and whoever scored higher, Luke or Myself, would be able to Plow Holly's garden and eat anything of her's we desired.

Luke prepared for the test by praying, chanting and talking to his Rabbi and kendra jade....I spent the night before the test getting bombed and smoking pot with Ceara Lynch. Luke beat me by two points, 137 to 135, and Holly went back to rolling around on his filthy floor.

Question: How can I blame this awful nightmare on Brandon Iron Herpes Porn?