this morning #202.

this morning, the neighborhood was moving around him & not the other way around. though he was a tough one, last night had been a rough one. luckily, he didn’t have jack to do today, so he was planning on spending the whole day lampin’ on the couch watching ALL the bowl games & chasing away last night with as many bud lights as time allowed. he didn’t actually give a shit about college football. he did enjoy the underdressed cheerleaders & the overblown pageantry. more importantly though, he had a ludicrous amount of money riding on today’s games & if his bets paid off, he’d move his ass out of this neighborhood faster than you can say “scrubbing bubbles toilet bowl.”