"Hey Fuckers, are you coming inside or are you going to stand out there and bullshit all f*****g night. Ya f**k faces. Oh, sorry b***h I didn't see you there," Tulip's brother, Rock, yelled at us.
Tulip started across the parking lot at him, saying, "Listen here, you f*****g twatwaffle. You can take your gas station hotdog energy with your side of cooter dust and sit the f**k down before your last two brain cells leave you and file for divorce. Because I'm sure that they are as sick of your mouth as I am."
We were walking behind Tulip as she was telling him off. And by the time that she was done, she had backed him into the main room of the clubhouse. So everybody got to hear what she said to him, and we were all laughing our asses off. By now, almost everyone was here, so they were al
