Driving home, the sun was finally disappearing, cool night air blowing through my hair, music playin'.
What a wonderful home with all the details attended to.
My bosses didn't give me time to finish up and introduce her properly; she was bombarded sick old fuckers! It had been a long weekend indeed.
He yelled at me; I went back inside.
Your mind has no inhibitions.
We're just chit-chattin' along, nothing vulgar, nice guy.
This brings to mind an incident about a million years ago.
Meanwhile, this fella shows up wielding a couple rackets.