Rex
When we got to the club, Shadow grabbed the box of food that Flower had made, and Ink helped her out of the car. I was trying to be in a better mood, but it was hard not to be so pissed off when I just wanted to find the doush bag that ran his mouth on the phone to me earlier and bust his f*****g face in.
I tried to mow the yard to help get my head in a better place, but that didn't help much. I'm still very much pissed off. Normally I'd take my frustrations out on a punching bag, but cant do that because I broke my f*****g hand on d**k faces car. I cant wait for it to heal up so that I can break it on that mother fuckers face next.
Honestly, how f*****g big of a d**k weed can you be to deliberately weld the lug nuts onto your car just so that you can try to sue a guy? Well, it's
