born to raise hell
got kicked out of 3 bars in chicago tonight. not bad for a fella who doesn’t even live here. god save the irish.
after the bar, I sat at the L-train with 3 homeless guys asking the white swine in Wicker Park for their loose change. WHat a grand time. We all gathered enuf’ silver coin for Flash Taco! Those bar-goers sure do love giving to the needy from time to time, it makes them feel like fineeee citizens. yes, sir, uh huh.