Bourbon and the storage unit.

I would love to concoct a gargantuan, whopper of a story. It is within me to bring fluidity to words as Beau Brummel did for fashion. I want to be a Prince Regent- a dandy with my words but I feel like you would see through the gossamer veil of my spin. The night had great potential. I was expecting catherine wheels, the night to ejaculate fireworks over the young, naive and recalcitrant of Laguna but instead was treated to the dampest of squibs with an old adage spinning slowly inside my head that you never go to a great night out. It comes to you.

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