Fucked a whore. Her ass tasted like deodorant. Best part was sucking her nipples. She wanted to play my guitar. She had a 45 in her purse. We talked about the rip offs in the neighborhood. She said people mix her up with that same bitch that ripped me off because they are both Hispanic with curly hair. I feel like drinking myself to death. If Bukowski was alive today do you think he would drink 4 loko? I hope The Passenger comes out before Cormac McCarthy dies.