WARNING: MATURE LANGUAGE, IDEAS, CONCEPTS, WHATEVER ELSE YOU CAN THINK OF THAT IS MATURE AND NEEDS A WARNING AND DEPICTIONS OF VIOLENCE — WARNING: MATURE LANGUAGE, IDEAS, CONCEPTS, WHATEVER ELSE YOU CAN THINK OF THAT IS MATURE AND NEEDS A WARNING AND DEPICTIONS OF VIOLENCE The Motel Morning “Get up, we’re leaving,” TJ said smacking Ricky awake. “R-Ricky?” Violina had regained consciousness. “What the fuck?! Ricky where are we?”
