Splorsch

I walk out of my building tonight at about 10:15. I see my motorcycle parked across the street where it's been since 4 pm.

See a dude strolling behind it.

I get about halfway across the street just in time to see the dude spray a geyser of puke directly behind my motorcycle. Like tire-splashingly close. Thanks, dickhead. He parks a half gallon or so on the sidewalk behind my bike and then stumbles ten paces and repeats the process next to some trashbags in front of a bar.

I start the Admiral up and it smells like cheap beer everywhere.




DELICIOUS!!