La Vie Boheme

Roger and me went to some club’s and bar’s on that night and one of the place’s we went was called The Man-hole and it was weird and smoky and Roger loved it but I hated it. I had a pinata colatta and a dakkari and Roger had some kind of Cosmo Pollitan or whatever and the music was so loud it made my lobe’s throb and not in a good way. So then we left The Man-Hole and went to this place called the Bare-Back Caffay and it was nicer but every one there was dressed up like a cow boy. When we got there Roger said he had to go bleed his lizzerd and I waited around at the bar’s side when these two cow men came up to me and asked if I was a cow’s boy too and I said no and then they asked me if I had ever punched any doggies and I said no of course not I don’t hurt animals and they laffed and laffed. Then another of the cow men asked me if I had ever had my doggie punched or even my Donkey and the other cow man sniggered at me and my face got all hot and I felt embarassed and ashamed because I dint know what they were talking about.

Then Roger came up behind me and hit me on the back of my head with his fist (!!!) and said to the cow men now he has ha ha ha!

Sometimes I want to poke Roger in the eye’s with a sharp dirty stick.

So Roger and me found a table and ordered our drink’s and Roger said that we were both going to have tikeela shots and I told him no I always wanted something Frutey but he said no you need to grow some hair on your chest which I thought was really rood! The waitress woman brohgt us our tikeela and Roger said do what I do and he spenklled salt on his hand and picked up the tikeela and licked the salt off his hand which I thought was disgussting and drank all the tikeela all at once and then grabbed a lyme and sucked it hard. So I did that too even thogh it was disgussting and when I swallowed the tikeela it hurt my throat and esoffagust real real bad and I cryed out in pain. Plus I forgot to suck the lyme. Roger laffed and ordered us more tikeela and i pleeded no no no more tikeela please and he said drink it bitch or I will paunch you in the head agains so I dranked it again and it hurt even worser this time. Roger ordered more and more and then I don’t remember anything else until I woke up in my apartment front yard with duk tape on me instead of my under cloths at fore in the morning and my apartment kees duk taped to my bak which was hard for me to reach and so I had to find a wall to rubb against with my back to get my kees off my back which took a long long time and my stomick hurted really bad and I was still kinda drunk. So I got my kees off my back and went up the stares to my apartment and went in and then had to take the duk tape off my secret places and GOD that was awful and hurted and I cryed a lot! My boss is comming agin so I will finish this later