I quickly fled the scene so no one would track the "incident" to a lill' ol' pigeon like me. So I went to my bestie's house to hide out until Carl dies. My bestie's name is Wallace and he is fam. I knew him because he supplies me with all of the livers.
When I was driving in my car I thought about how much money I owed my landlord and I didn't have to pay it. YAAAAGORII.
I finally arrived at Wallace's house and he greeted me at the door. He barfed to the side and then invited me in.
His home looked like it just had a party, but Wallace has no friends and lives in the middle of nowhere (same).
He was prob drunk or some other crap he does.
"Potato sacks. I forgot to buy nachos for lunch and dinner and for breakfast tomorrow", Wallace said.
The struggle is real.
To be continued...
