All dis s*** talk be reminding me of the time I went to the Tuscaloosa Chili Cook-off at 5 damn AM and hid in a porta potty so I could watch all the assholes shooting chili out of them! I had been drinking those high gravity beers the night before of course. This was around the time I commandeered a bus full of gay white tourists and made them run a train on me on the side of the freeway! The good old days!

The Prestoneian