I doubt it. Mom won’t let him out of the basement
I wish south Florida had basements, rare, almost impossible to find.
My first apartment was a basement.
$500 a month, worked, went to college, booze, drugs, gambling...and lot's of teenage sex, I was 17.
Basements are isolated, naturally cool, typically need a dehumidifier, other than that, my favorite place to live and work and I haven't done it in 40 years.
There's a half dozen guys here that know me, and everyone has already heard me, 3 of those dudes I spoke with today.
Who the fuck here knows your guys...Stan, Kole, anyone, do you know each other even...if you want to stay in your mouse hole, fine, but don't act like a mouse...and if you want to talk shit, come down to my neighborhood...by
gones and all, I'll buy y'all a beer, and if you want to still talk shit...I'll take you guys fishing, try to change your mind.
