...on holding it in

you know,

most of the time the bastard finds parking.

wherever he goes.

usually he finds it faster when the boy is with him.

what can I say, he's lucky.

but the last 24 hours were not the bastard's.

mostly thanks to a dirct to video release being filmed near my apartment called step up 3.

yes because step up's 1 and 2 had you jackasses clamoring for more

um

stepping?

so now the bastard rides the train home from the only place I could parking.

queens.

yes young shiteyes, the q borough is thorough.

and manhattan can eat a dick tonight. there I finally got it out of my system.

although i do regret telling my ladyfriend that if we lived in queens, I would be in bed right now. that ain't fair to her.

but manhattan can still go to hell.

it's enough to make me want to give the car to a homeless man and tell him, "here ya go jerk. I got your home RIGHT HERE."

—the bastard