Monday, August 07, 2006

the palace at 4am

mad mike: well i'm glad you came out tonight. zsolte, i always love when the bastard comes out to hang out. he's always got shit to say

zsolte: what's up with the shirt bastard. why you all dressed up?

bastard: well i just recently discovered exactly how much laundry i go through when it's hot out. all i have left is my work clothes right about now.

mad mike: yeah bastard, we're all standing here in our t-shirts and there you are in that slick shit. bastard's got to look good so you can pick up.

bastard: not really mike, the clothes are clean and i just want to be able to die pretty.

zsolte: how you plan on doing that, pal?

—the bastard

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